Sweet Lady

Tighten that corset

For the boys that gaze your way

You want to look your best

Sweet Lady

They’ll rape you

Powder your two-face

For the boys that you entrance

Don’t cast your spells young one

Sweet Lady

They’ll rape you

Crimson for your lips

But they can’t see in darkness

They don’t look anyway

Sweet Lady

They rape you

Pocket sized anger

From the boys that you refuse

Blood painting your soft curls

Sweet Lady

They killed you

Perfume of the death

From the boys that left her here

Oh how beautiful she is

Sweet Lady

Laying there...