Marianna

that someone hating you as much as I do slits your throat
and down you go
he ties you down and cuts off all your pretty hair
calls you names, and those are what you are
and in the end you start to get a view on things and see yourself through your
killer ́s eyes
I wouldn ́t want to do it myself or anything, but that thought gets me wet
my baby is going down marianna, my darling