Handle With Care

Handle With Care, Handle With Care
My hearts broken with no valves to spare.

These fingers, they snapped like small sticks
He stepped on them and screamed for his fix.
Tiny, little bones did shatter
Cries unheard for they did not matter.
Strange, that the pain I did not mind
For in it, there’s a solstice to find.

Handle With Care, Handle With Care
My heart’s broken with no valves to spare.

A deep crimson blood stains the floor,
I’m told, “Live with this Fear no more,”
How can I? The blood is still wet –
Afterall these years it has not set.
In the distance there’s a vagueness,
of the cold rape from his deep, dark kiss.

Handle With Care, Handle With Care
My heart’s been broken with no valves to spare.

So in the darkest of my nights,
Underneath the shadows, through all sights,
Your sharp claws grasp tightly at me
The loathingin your eyes s’all I see.
I wish to be with a dif’rent man,
Though all I do is doubt that I can.

Handle With Care, Handle With Care,
My heart’s broken with no valves to spare.

Handle With Care, Handle With Care,
There is no love that my soul can bear.