Freddie says he's gonna cut my wrists
and pull my veins into ropes where I can swing from cherry trees
I want to be like her
she met death in the dark his white teeth gleaming
felt his hands on her neck came close to loving his embrace
then she straddled the earth
spread her legs wide and let the earth in
she'd never been fucked like that before.
Freddie tried to cut my wrists but couldn't saw thru the chains god made
you don't have to swing
it's enough you're here, the sky is blue the air is clean
and cherry's are for picking.