Misery

There is a child and she sleeps in the gutter

don't close your eyes and she's easy to see

she is not your child

she's always another's

and those you abandon

they are left to me

and know i will impale her like a knife

leave her twisting day after day after day of a very short life with me

listen now closely and hear how i've planned it

please let me tell you just how it will be

she'll feel the pain but she won't understand it

she'll think it's her fate

but we'll know it's me

and know i will impale her like a knife

leave her twisting day after day after day of a very short life

with me

so let me know

have i been clear

that i will magnify each cut and every bruise and every single childhood tear

i'll pick her scabs

cripple a hand

push a finger in each wound i make

now tell me then

do you understand

you understand?

you understand

you understand?

you understand

and know i will impale her like a knife

leave her twisting day after day after day of a very short life

with me