Little Pussy

Little pussy where you lie where you sleep got a bag

of filthy clothes and your bed has no sheets must have

run until you were shot down protect what you can't

keep was it worth a million dollars or did you take

it for free Momma's little daughter look what you wear

in your negligee with blue bows in your hair upon the

floor of a bus that's headed nowhere be wise who you

call for a handout out there Dead at 25 just barely

alive how can this exist how can we survive 2001 head

straight through the sun did it to myself how can this be

wrong Never forget all the nights that you spent tied

up in a phone booth beggin' mom for your rent must

have run until you were shot down so that's what you

meant when you drand the wicked water from the fountain

we went from a chill to the bone it gets cold in July

when every eye upon you looks straight through these

lies doesn't feel like summer so kiss it goodbye leaves

already falling on this ground where we lie Dead at

25 just barely alive how can this exist how can we

survive 2001 head straight through the sun did it to

myself how can this be wrong