Guardians

I am seventeen years old my name is tattooed on his shoulder I wish that I were decades older than I have become today... well I Always thought he'd be the first to hear me scream with pleasure and With sweet delight I wish I may I might go back in time but There are no guardians on my street Are no guardians near me, well I've been tricked and I've been cheated By the kind o' souls you'd meet on Your way home from your way out they Conquer you with crooked mouths they Cannot keep from pointing out that You'll remain no angel I always though I'd have the chance to wash away my innocence as Willingly and wild and free as any girl could hope to be, said I Always thought I'd have the chance to toss away my innocence as Sweetly as in some romance, I wish I had a seventh sense, said I Wish I hadn't turned that corner I wish you'd taught me To be scared of animals in human's clothes How could I have known he'd be there, well There are no guardians on my street Are no guardians near me, well I've been tricked and I've been cheated By the kind o' souls you'd meet on Your way home from your way out they Conquer you with crooked mouths they Cannot keep from pointing out that You'll remain no angel Hopelessly romantic is to be painfully absurd How can I believe in something beautiful When all I feel's the burden of him Something much too real to swallow Sinking six feet through my skin Well I don't know if I will ever find the Strength to love again Well I'm standing here inside this church you Bid me come you made me lurch out in front of this Speeding subway train that is my unforgiving shame I am making my confession for something you think I've done You were my lover not my maker, I said I wish I had the strength to run You were my lover not my maker, I said I wish I had a gun I wish I could hear wedding bells so I would know I was not in hell, well There are no guardians on my street Are no guardians near me, well I've been tricked and I've been cheated By the kind o' souls you'd meet on Your way home from your way out they Conquer you with crooked mouths they Cannot keep from pointing out that You'll remain no angel You'll remain no I am seventeen years old my name is tattooed on his shoulder I wish that I were decades older than I've become today