fuck me, kill me, I don’t care—

Just do it, make it quick,

I think I like the way you tick,

maybe just maybe I could make your face into a mask—

maybe then people will stop thinking I’m a prick.

My bedroom my tomb,

Come inside — I am hollow.

It’s cold here,

It’s warmer than my heart—

I can’t feel my hands anymore.

You wanna take a ride?

I didn’t shudder because I came,

I just didn’t like the sunlight hitting my eyes.

This girl here is a marionette,

this girl here could be your pet,

Flashing screens taught me girls should moan,

Flashing screens told me I’d look better lying prone.

So cut my strings for me, I’m sad, sad, Harley Quinn,

So take my breath away, I’m sad, sad, Harley Quinn,

So clap when I stop moving, I’m sad, sad Harley Quinn