Stranger

Suspicious in bright light

Too much red rim around the white

Cheap silk that wrap the body tight

And one by one, seconds drip by

There's nothing they can do to her

That hasn't been done before

But it's sweet they try

Not a single tree in sight

Fluorescents strip the skin bone dry

Pock marks fill and shadows fight

There's nothing they can do to her

That hasn't been done before

But it's sweet they try

One heel is broken

Her hands do shake

And ranting is her speech

Wrong is always on the way

It makes watch her

With all your thoughts deranged

The challenge is to put her last

Humility to shame

There's something in the stare though

It's not for sure she's there

Dirty strands to veil the face

Small tattoos named big mistakes

She whispers when she talks

Strangling bottles of escape

Violent sympathy, white rage

Violent sympathy, white rage

Hold on tight and start to squeeze

Blank expression in degrees

This is not at all your best

Try your hardest and do your worst

Hold on tight and start to squeeze

Blank expression in degrees

Suspicious in bright light

Too much red rum around the white

Cheap silk that wrap the body tight

And one by one, seconds drip by

There's nothing they can do to her

That hasn't been done before

But it's sweet they try

Belted to the waist,

On stilts of trembling

The locket hinge digs in

Like marks of teeth on skin

The memory half dust

Just shapes of fading rust

That moves when she's alone

And speaks to no one home