Misery

There is a child and she sleeps in the gutter Don't close your eyes and she's easy to see She is not your child, she's always another's And those you abandon they are left to me And know I will impale her like a knife Leave her twisting day after day after day of a very short life with me Listen now closely and hear how I planned it Please let me tell you just how it will be She'll feel the pain but she won't understand it She'll think it's her fate but will know it's me And know I will impale her like a knife Leave her twisting day after day after day of a very short life with me So let me know, have I been clear? That I will magnify each cut and every bruise and every single childhood tear I'll pick her scabs, cripple a hand Push a finger in each wound I make Now tell me, then do you understand? Do you understand? Do you understand? Do you understand? Do you understand? And know I will impale her like a knife Leave her twisting day after day after day of a very short life with me With me? With me