• Put the petal to the metal and
    a path of flowers will slide you free to hell
    the scent of wet bones and the colors of uprooted virginity
    Blow away the tears and make a wish.
    tonight's the night a little girls bowed shoes
    will be the high heeled ends boots
    walking the six sixty six route
    to the penthouse of promised nightmares.
    Put the petal to the metal
    broken butterflies and crashed wings
    all in the back seat of his car.
    and the end of her dreams