Trophy Wives

Shake!
Shake!
Shake loose that single gleam of hope left in your chest.
Gone are the days of sunshine, I promise.
Breath-taking photographs of dreams long forgotten-
Your ship has sank!
Wrong place, wrong time.
Squeal once more for papa.
This is not about money, oh no,
This is a sport!

Hair that smells of fear and eyes that scream "solitude!"
Companionship is just another fucking curse!

You can't buy friends like this.
You can't buy friends like this.
You can't buy friends like this!
Bite and scratch all you like!
Bite and scracth all you like!

Trophies of black, blue, and red!