I m adult, Teri

A long time ago, she liked to grow
gobs of rampant indoor flowers.
They've gone the way of all their flesh.
Always too prim, well-dressed, like the dream,
but she was afraid of giant spiders,
till she got caught in viscid mesh.
Tight as a string, tight skirt and the rings.
She's got no bones inside her closet.
She's  got her own cemetery.
Her mother grinned, checked on her pins,
then she just sighed and said "You're adult, Teri".

So she sneaks in the back door.
Well, she'll meet him behind the store.
Holding hands, left unseen, as if smokeless powder
was her burn rate charter.
Alarm clock will scream, 4 A.M.
just to save her good name.
The rough time for worst fame,
so she's kicking them out
The thirteenth time around.

All this goddamn time
she tried to save her life.
The spiders came around
to leave her falling tied up,
so she picked up the gun.

He was moneybags, had her to brag.
Late for the dinner, but he'll get forgiveness,
when she'll get the velvet box.
Diamonds bend neck, dress opens her back.
Everyone looks, but she minds her business,
cause she knows they talk the talk,
but she's quite afraid, that one day she wakes,
wanting to put a slug in her head.
What a fatuous way to die!
That's what she said to guy in her bed,
that wanted her more than her own husband,
so that's what she does and

she runs like the wind
down the stairs, goosebumps on her tanned skin.
Suit seems like some kind of extra detail.
Doesn't care what it entails.
Flying like the bird in the cage,
she exchanged the stage
for the look of the sage,
which says she'll be a good wife.
But where's her good life?

All this goddamn time
she tried to save her life.
The spiders came around
to leave her falling tied up,
so she picked up a gun.

She was a blonde, having three sons,
on-the-go spouse plus one pretty daughter
and she hoped they see she tried
to take care of this house, in her worn out blouse
and hand-me-down jeans she carries water
even when she wants to cry.
Sold all her best dreams for pack of rice krispies,
tears in her eyes as she sees her colleagues.
Their shopping cart is full of gold.
She keeps on dreaming, cleans house till it's gleaming,
and she knows she's got a few more tricks
up her sleeve.

She gets in the car,
went too far, caught her in that old jar,
but as they looked down on her she felt she had to grovel
in her feeble dime novel.
She's been carrying weight on her back,
so he could play with his band,
so she stood where she stands,
and her belly was growing,
but he's never knowing
that

all this goddamn time
she tried to save her life.
The spiders came around
to leave her falling tied up,
so she picked up the gun.

He is a plumber, dog days of summer,
she ran outside in her wedding dress untied,
so she cried like little babe.
Trailer and lights, woods in the night,
she was glad to surpass that trophy hunter,
that lived there in the dead end street.
Her wedding was stolen, their conceits were swollen,
but she's been with him, when he was in coma.
She danced to seventies "CAR WASH".
He called off the wedding, was she ever landing
after flying through the horrid six years,
she called herself an albatross.
She should have
made off,
when she felt wind blows.

Looked for him in trees,
the love's not right if it's like this,
but she's making him smile, she's a wide-eyed baby
out away with the fairies.
World ends with the sound of a shot,
red spot on his grey shirt,
hoped he wasn't in hurt,
and as she tried to breathe in
she lost it's meaning.

All this goddamn time
she tried to save her life.
The spiders came around
to leave her falling tied up,
so she picked up the gun.

They've been picking up the daisies,
the sharpest thorns of smoothest graces,
lightning stroke twice in their places,
as they get laughs in their faces
and nobody heard their wailing.
The bog has no place for inhaling,
so the broken rhyme is breaking,
so they got the fright to wake in

Memories of the young
heart and long legs in high heels that was hung
fade, as the lane fills with the darkest secrets.
They'll be trying to keep it.
All the stones they hang on her neck,
exchanged her ads and the deck
for the smile of rug rates
and as the Sun was glowing
no one's ever knowing.

All this goddamn time
they tried to save their lives.
The spiders came around
to leave them falling tied up,
but they put the gun aside.