Status

Ooh, c'est tout

I curse the day that I laid eyes on you

You thirsty, dirty, stupid root

Status: Over; we are through.

Ooh, c'est tout

The needle, like a thorn removed,

Slipped out from this aching bruise

Status: Weapon is defused.

Ooh, c'est tout

Broken girls, when rag-doll used,

Can't be expected to be true

Status: Villain has been subdued.

You beg for mercy, but I refuse

Step off!

You have been excused

Vous n'avez pas un coeur

Solipsistic saboteur

You are twisted and unsure

You see her lipstick and pearls

And want to devour her

But now she's tearing up your insides

All claws and fur

Get up!

Give us a smile

Get up!

Get out of this

At least for a while

Get up!

Ooh, c'est tout

Tortured dolls will become cruel

Porcelain repaired with glue

Can't hush the shrieking of a wound

So deep it's feral through and through

Status: I am done with you