cut throat cut throat cut throat cut neck
she cut her wrist one time damnation to heck
she was ready throw away her life she'd be all set
no problems to struggle through life with no regrets
Names she carved in her skin names she hated to see
names she constantly heard started to believe
names other than what she was named
cut throat cut throat cut throat her shortcut to fame
she wasnt asked out by dudes even though they were lames
she wasnt asked to chill cuz she aint dress the same
she wasnt asked her number no need to exchange
no verbal linguistics like she was outta range
her mouth was always going her thoughts could not be contained
her only time allowed to speak could she free her brain
so in class they always went over about 15 mins and change
she coulda used an umbrella for her internal rain
but threw an S on her chest mussled up despite the strain
but no friends not even an associate did she contain
She listened to Evanescene while waiting onda E train
this guy in her class came from behind and stole her chain
he punched her in her jaw thought she was going insane
until the blood started trickling salvation army jacket stained
pounding lasting for hours and no one would help
pounding lasting for hours he took off his bealt
Pounding lasting for hours what felt like years
as he started to rape her pounding out her tears
their coward eyes watched what he did
looked in shock but still let him continue wit'it
vision of reality struck by lightings of truth
pounding lasting for hours feet from the token booth
body bruised sore cut up and scraped
soul battered spirit crumbled by rape
Lord said he wouldnt give me more than what I could take
but if the devil's throwin a line im takin da bate
lookin in the mirror all she sees is hate
she walks in the kitchen lookin for a way to escape
no food in the frigerator but nothin has she ate
searchin through garbages to maintain her weight
chemicals.. matches flame.. to painful
bullet in the junk draw.. to aimful
overdoes on pills.. nah thats to shameful
She takes a knife and returns to the bathroom
says to her reflection "do what you must do"
her reflection then steps out of the mirror
choking on her voice with a knife she feared her
cut throat cut throat cut throat cut neck
woulda never guessed how the stories connect
her mom came home that night just finished her double shift
grocery bags in both hands with some liquorish..
it was her daughter's favorite candy became her nick name
cut throat cut throat cut throat her shortcut to fame
the long road woulda took some more years at school
in due to time she woulda learned being herself is cool
the game of life can be played when you have your own rules
as for the boy that decided to rape her
he had crush on her but still decided to take her
she was so intelligent he felt inferior
had he not been high might thought more clearer
in classes he always sat on the right near to her
his destiny is jail now for the semen smeared on her
"cut throat cut throat cut throat cut neck"
to the 14 year old girl, now all set
no belly to feed no worries behind
no lonliness to drift no being left out by dimes
no guys to make fun or not try to put up lines
cuz the dog face they said she had wasnt worth the time
cut throat cut throat cut throat cut neck
cut throat cut throat cut throat cut neck
she cut her wrist one time damnation to heck
she threw away her life she'd be all set
no problems to struggle through life with no regrets
Names she carved in her skin names she finally believed
named the smartest girl in school unlimited she coulda achieved
cut throat cut throat cut throat her shortcut to fame
now "cut throat" is her new nickname
"we're sorry cut-throat" says the plaque for all of her pain.
