My Twisted Lullaby

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Mama how do you mend a broken heart?
A good boy stole my heart he used to call me his sweetheart.
Now he's gone, and I use my trusty blade to move on,
Red stains my bed and I cant get this disease out of my head.

Mama mama I beg you to make it stop, my chest feels like its gonna pop.
Whats my identity? I feel so goddam empty.
Little girls shouldn't cuss but I learned it from a big kids on the school bus,
They introduced me to mary jane, she turns my brain into the milky way and promises me she won't call me insane.

Mama mama help me please! Put my whole body suffering to ease for me.
My heart is empty from the time I found love before I turned twenty,
My chest is caving in, I'm scared you cant fix this with a bobby pin,
I need my razor even though he hates the way I openly obey Her.

Mama I want to die let this be our final good-bye,
Remember when I would scream and I told you it was nothing but a bad dream?
Bad dreams are my realities its my disease, I tried taking it on like hercules but ended up falling to defeat on my knees.
So this is where I'll say my good-bye, in the final line of my twisted lullaby.