Template:Lesson In Cruelty

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Here's a thought to dwell upon

Daddy's girl is almost gone

Now there's just a vain princess

'Her Ruthlessness'

Tearing up the nursery

Stars more used to glittering

Pictured in the guttering

Faces caught about to laugh

Torn in half

Slipping through your fingers


See them scatter

Maybe it doesn't matter

But I still really want to pick the pieces up

You can't fool me

With this lesson in cruelty

It's not as if I was asking time to stop


In violent blue

Like roses red

She smiled as she tore off his head

The hours she gazed on her former champion

Now there's just a frame of sellotape and torn wallpaper

As she tears his pretty face to bits


See them scatter

Maybe it doesn't matter

But I still really want to pick the pieces up

You can't fool me

With this lesson in cruelty

It's not as if I was asking time to stop


It's much too soon or so it seems

To put away these childish dreams

You'll find out soon enough that worship can be tough

Love is just a name to celebrate a vision

Or confetti littered with regrets


See them scatter

Maybe it doesn't matter

But I still really want to pick the pieces up

You can't fool me

With this lesson in cruelty

It's not as if I was asking time to stop


Dear heart too good to waste

But if some hot-head should claim it

Don't rush to his embrace

And it remains to say

I'll love you just the same whatever your decision

As you put the paper to the flame