My heart is a broken thing,
Like half of a Valentine candy.
Be mine, broken one.
Trace its jagged edges,
And bleed like Jesus on the cross.
You twisted me, you tore me, you beat me,
Like a Rotten Doll.
Now I am a Rotten Doll.
Twisted, wry, murderous at heart, bitter as cloves,
At the core of my being.
My stockings stained with your cruel, careless love,
And my smile as fake as a plastic rose.
Your face lingers over me like a polluted sky.
You twisted me, you tore me, and you beat me like a mangy dog.
Now marry me, you Prince of Darkness.
And Reap just what you have sown.