posted to her tumblr 1/12/23

open mouthed, she bit you 

“you can’t hurt me if i never loved you”

i was wrong when i met you

about who i thought would save who

chose to be alone

and walk the whole way home

soaked to the bone

hid your face

said i don’t wanna play

but you were born game



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bambi - Ethel Cain

Ethel Cain - Michelle Pfeiffer (Solo Version)

lyrics:

Pretty boy
Natural blood-stained blond
With the holes in his sneakers
And his eyes all over me
Drive-in slasher flick again
Feeling me up as a porn star dies
He’s watching me instead
8th grade death pact strike me dead

All of alabama laid out in front of your eyes
But all you could see was me

You walked in, you were singing
You tried to wade in cause you wanted
Just to tell me who you were
You were kind, dying to tell me
You’ll wait if i have to make sure

Grew up hard, fell off harder
Cooking our brains smoking that shit your daddy smoked in vietnam
You’d be a writer
If he didn’t leave all his hell for you
Saying if you could, you’d leave it all

I knew it was love
When i rode home crying
Thinking of you fucking other girls
And when you
Said that you’re in love
I never wondered if you’re sure

Pretty boy
Consumed by death
With the holes in his sneakers
And his eyes all over me

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one of her best that’s for sure

Sunday morning and I’m wasted
Had too much to drink again
Preacher’s saying God will save me
If God is real, He’s a fucking bitch

Tell my baby that I love her
But, right now, mama’s gotta go
I didn’t ask to be this crazy
But since we’re here, I’ll give them a show

Always run from the best of them
But I’ll fall for a piece of shit
Half-cocked ’cause he’s not a big boy
And I don’t wanna know that half of him

If you try to hurt me, I won’t stop you
But there’s something you should know
It’s that my daddy’s fucking crazy
And always ready to blow

The first boy I ever loved
Was a brother I never had
I thought, with him, maybe I’d make it
Maybe it’d be half as bad

Spеnt my nights under the covers
Just wishing hе was there
Draw his portrait in my diary
Just to hold when I got scared

Now I’m fucked up and I’m nasty
But they say I make it look good
I don’t do what my mama told me
I just do what my mama would

I don’t starve ’cause I hate my body
I just starve ’cause I’m fucking broke
And on my mama, I hate this country
America is a fucking joke

What’s gonna scare me when I’ve seen it all?
Been too sick to walk, so I had to crawl
When you leave, turn off the light
I leave my door open at night
To be strung out and still be stone cold
To reach the end, but never close to old
I don’t feel good, but I don’t wanna cry
If I can’t live, can I just fucking die?

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