Radiator Stepmothers - Rydy Marks

A counter current Raging under Told me where I'd been A flooding rain and An endless wave and The warmth of our two skins The way you touch me The way you love me I have never known And what I told you Outside the service station I had felt that way so long 'Cause in the backseat of a taxi When my body was a radiator I was in a universe of you Intoxicating, devastating There was no more hesitating, I I had to love you

Dinner's getting cold -- You haven't touched a thing So what's it gonna be? I can hold out much longer than you When it's steady I'm just acting out my roles When you're ready I'll be walking out that door And don't call me Pretty Baby anymore, Oh, foolish worker bee -- I'm your fucking queen. I threw out the phone to try to get through to you The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator This house is the hole that you could never fill With rose-blossomed bouquets, vanities and loveseats Sad little boy, I know you get confused But everyone goes through these trials of self-truth and self-abuse When you're selfless you're so hard not to adore When you're selfish, I just love you even more I want to help you, but you've got to say the words: "I want to be cured." Drowned... Deep in this hole we've dug for ourselves Throw me in -- headfirst, submerged in this great depression Impoverished, and Impotent... ...And Don't Call Me Pretty Baby I threw out the phone to try to get through to you The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator This house is the hole that you could never fill With shattered dinner plates That's how we'll communicate Hey, Pretty Baby, are you ready for bed?