Serpentine

Black lace, black lips, A whisper in the dark— You said you’d love me forever, But you only loved the spark. I was a match, darling, Striking pretty, burning bright, But you just wanted the fire, Never the light. Oh, you like the way I ache, The way I bend, the way I break— But I’m not a doll, no, I’m the snake. Serpentine, serpentine, Slither through your hands like a lie. You thought you owned me, But I was always wild. Serpentine, serpentine, I’ll shed this skin you designed. You wanted a saint, love, But I’m not kind. Red rooms, red tape, A contract in your name— You said I’d be a star, darling, But you just fed the flame. I was a spark, darling, A flicker in your hollow night, But you just wanted the glow, Never the fight. Oh, you like the way I sting, The way I bite, the way I cling— But I’m not a pet, no, I’m the fang. Serpentine, serpentine, Slither through your hands like a lie. You thought you owned me, But I was always wild. Serpentine, serpentine, I’ll shed this skin you designed. You wanted a saint, love, But I’m not kind. They’ll tell you it’s art, darling, but it’s just another cage. They’ll call you a star, but you’re just another page. So hiss if you have to. Bite if you dare. They’ll remember the venom, but they’ll never prepare. Serpentine… serpentine… (I was always wild.) Serpentine… serpentine… (You’ll never tame my kind.)