Pretty Something, Never Was

Terrors of the mind
Sudden sunshine, won't stop her

She draws pictures of the sad, frozen boy
Catching three spells, now it's past twelve, feel merry
Way you stare, clutching your hair, so scary

Another gloomy day
Touch of raindrops pain
And you won't, you won't
Care for me this way

She purrs in need at the strawberry moon
Teeth are sharp as razor blades in bloom

She tore my fuzzy sweater, sever ties forever
Balloons hidden are prophecies of doom, I'm doomed

Another gloomy day
Touch of raindrops pain
And you won't, you won't
Care for me this way

Graveyard secrets, poetry of lust
The dirt is sweeter, when we turn to dust
Glides her broomstick, through the spooky trees
Astray from pages of apologies

Strangle me with serpents
Kindly find me nervous
Dazzling, stupid crown
I'm aware you're not around