Song about an untameable young woman using "Where the Wild Things Are" as a reference. |
She cannot be friends for very long If you want to tether the balloon to a boulder she cries as you try to shackle her by the shore she shakes her hair and bangs her fist and gnashes her terrible teeth I’m not a maneater but I’ll chew up your heart if you give it to me and ask me to take a bite how can I resist the forbidden apple you offer me when it’s disguised as friendship? and she looks at them with her terrible stare never blinking once, no wonder they compare her with the sirens, cause she’s wild has you in her unbreakable grasp you believe she’s holding you fast when really she’s just wringing your hand holding on for dear life when in reality Max is just a child She fires her arrows, the one in her side Is keeping her aim from reaching too high If she hits you in the heart, maybe you shouldn’t have taken off your armor to get a little closer when she never even asked! the brittle and frail interior is protected by the feral exterior let’s put her on a pedestal let’s make her our queen she’d do great bringing life to our conventional ways even though it would drain after all, we like her, she’s a wild thing! And as the foam begins to throw about her sea-soaked dress she cries out in protest cries as you shackle her by the shore cries for being caught just for reaching for more she shakes her hair and bangs her fist and gnashes her terrible teeth and gnashes her terrible teeth she is the wildest thing but she’s wilting underneath how can I refuse the forbidden fruit you’ve made me chew when it’s disguised in the candy caramel layer of friendship? |