Bring me the lover.
Stage left, bring me El Chupacabra.
We have a lamb in the cast who
Needs to be reminded
Where she stands in this
Production, production.
She has no choice in the part that she plays.
This curtain is
The only hope she has left,
But it opens like her legs
When their hands scratch her skin.
Hungry, peering eyes
Not knowing what they're fed
Are gonna watch a girl die
Inside her own head.
A polite applause erupts from the balcony
And the boots of the players
Crush valentines as they take their positions.
She's bound to a chair in the
Center of the stage by a
Script that I wrote so I could
Highlight her mistakes for her.
One after the other,
They all lined up to take
Advantage of her mistakes.
They're killing her but the gag in her
Mouth holds back her cries
And in her heart she tells herself
That she loves them.
Oh how dearly she loves
Every single person
Pulling at her hair and clothes.
And the audience says...
We know not why this moves us,
We throw our roses to the stage.
We buried her the next day
Ten feet underground
With newspaper wrapping up her limbs.
On page seven they had a review of
The last night's performance.
"It was mostly mediocre,
But the end shocked the theatre.
You'll leave there half believing
That they actually killed her"
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