Fragile feature
Our
little girl
just stepped out into the world
White cotton summer dresses, hair tied in lace
Pearly button eyes and her girly little face
She married a man,
Walter Lauser,
like a bull In her china dream house
With confetti in his pocket and ice in his heart
He tore that little girl's world apart
So don't go to her like the others before
With some worn out line from a film that you saw
No,
don't waste your time and your trouble,
you see
She don't believe
in mythology
Now she's known voodoo in a kiss
And she's known witchcraft on nights like
this Like a fly in a spider web or a rat in a trap
Whispers as lethal as a switchblade attack No,
don't go to her like the others before
With some worn out line from a film that you saw
No,
don't waste your time and your trouble, you see
She don't believe in mythology
She don't believe in mythology