I’m Sorry

Try and I try and I try but I can’t fight my demons down
Unclad you’ll be gagged and be glad
Just be glad I don’t have a gun
Not quite like the other girls

Can’t resist feel the bliss can’t stop this
It’s a kick; mass murder
I say, “I’m sorry.” Boo-hoo
You say, “Yes, you are.” Hee-hee

Shut-up, you
Or I will give you something to laugh about
I will give you something to cry about

Here it comes it’s too calm
Better run here it comes you’ll get hurt
Butterflies dragonflies fireflies
Burn inside turn into words
Just when life was smooth as milk
Churning and turning and gurgling and curdling I must vomit