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