Bad Seed

I
wish
there
was a
way

I
could
make
you
see

That
good
boys
like
you

Aren’t
for
bad
girls
like me

You Should’ve Said

You’ve only
been given
what you
deserve

Punishment
for keeping
so much
in reserve

I’m
really
not
fine

I’m
really
not fine
at all

Surely
you
must
see it?

Can’t you
hear my
distress
call?

Perhaps
this is
all I
deserve

And I
should
expect
more

For
penance
has to
be paid

To
those
my love
I swore

I’m not
ready for
you to
love me

She
said

So let’s
just take
things
slow

There’s
so much
I can’t
forget

She
said

But I
need this
more than
you know

Is that
really
it

There’s
nothing
more?

She asks
while
falling
to the
floor

We’ve
drunk
it all

The
well
is dry

He
exclaims
with a
tear in
his eye