If it is done with a knife?
Take your hands off him
Because he's the only one that I have ever loved
If you must dispose of me
If the light in my eyes is too bright for you to bear
Please don't find her skin
When you turn the lights out
At least have the decency to hang me from the trees
For everyone to see
I don't want to imagine words you spoke to her that night
Naked bodies look like porcelain
Let me die with your blood stained, guilty hands
Around my neck
You both knew I'd be bleeding inside.
Inspired by Love by Daughter