Emilie Autumn

Little boy
Why did you have to chase me so hard
Didn't your mother show you what to do
Didn't your father
Tell you not to push
Little boy
We could have been great friends
But you frightened me to death you see
You made a
Rabbit out of me
And now we can't go back to being anything
Perhaps I ought to thank you
For you
Took my innocence away
And made me cruel
How did you know
I'd need that later on
You taught me to hide
And you taught me to lie
And to tremble at the telephone
To scream
But never cry
Surely you were wise beyond your years
For you planted in me unknown fears
That since I've met time and again
I wish I could have known it then
I might have been grateful for the experience
Rather than for the darkness
So useful to the hunted deer who doesn't know the way
But really I would not have known
Into how many arms
A girl will let herself be thrown
Just to escape
The one who wants her most
Better to dance with ten
Who won't remember her name
Than to be asked by one who can't forget it