Bloody Mary

Love is just a history that they may prove,

And when you're gone I'll tell them my religion's you.

When Pontius comes to kill the king upon his throne,

I'm ready for his stones.

I'll dance, dance, dance

with my hands, hands, hands

above my head, head, head

like Jesus said.

I won't cry for you,

I won't crucify the things you do.

I won't cry for you, see,

when you're gone I'll still be Bloody Mary.

We are not just art for Michelangelo 

to carve. He can't rewrite the agro of my furied heart.

I'll wait on mountaintops in Paris cold,

Je ne veux pas mourir toute seule.

Wig "Mesmerelda" from buycostumes.com,

Shirt handmade.

Corset from eBay.

Red skirt handmade.

Top hat from... no idea.

A couple different Revlon colorstay products on the lips, 

a RiteAid palette on the eyes with Barry M. gold, etc. 

I love you all way too much to murder you with a butter knife and steal your crowning glory.

<3LW