Toybox

Less is not more take cover the end is near don't walk thanks alot bleeding me
My shell on top of your knotty fist with a speculum shoved up my cunt, after hours

Take solace my love in the little things: red droplets wet eyelashes and money
That's the way it goes. I shot my baby. It has to be love

For one lousy minute she felt like a queen

I stand here naked at attention
Is this my only skill?
I fucked my first fruit today, lousy lay
I asked my daddy for a quarter
He gave me twenty-five cents and a kiss for good luck

Daddy, what can I do to make you stop crying?
I been wanderin' the canned fruit aisle wondering what I can do to make you smile
Jesus only knows

In time I'll grow to big and old to help you with your strange hurt
But right now I'm a school girl learning exactly what I was put on this earth for

For one lousy minute she felt like a queen

Should the smart little girl tell a story or a lie
With her eyes on the toy she's a tomboy in the mirror
Watch her as she changes. See how she grows
Her cells are re-arrangin'. She'll need a woman's clothes
What are these ugly changes?
Jesus only knows...

I stand here naked at attention
Is this my only skill?
I fucked my first fruit today, lousy lay
I asked my daddy for a quarter
He gave me twenty-five cents and a kiss for good luck