legs and limbs and lips all open with your fingertips you make holes in me and little slits you use as mouths for you to kiss close my plastic eyelids you say this is the love we all hope to find so don t cry don t worry you re supposed to bleed the first time the books sad songs and cinemas they all lied lied lied why didn t anyone tell me love is like being fucked with a knife with the blade on a butterfly i ll make a hole in you i will kiss it and stick my tongue in it hard enough for you to feel it in your stomach and i ll fist it with knuckles full of rings give you back the love you said was mine so don t cry don t worry you re supposed to bleed the first time1