This isn't what i wanted
I don't know what is good
Could i take her out and f*ck her?
With guilt i'll be consumed
She showed what she was made of
She bends and aches before she breaks
I've got nothing to give her
But something dark inside her shakes
I don't know how to help her
As she lay there in the litter
Red and flowing with the river
She doesn't know i need her