Young Blood Lover

Don't leave her alone, you should know better,
She'll find something sharp to play with, now go and get her!

The pins she plays with, she sticks into her dolls,
Like a voo doo queen, she makes the best out of her falls.

Knives, she throws at the teddy bears on her bed,
The stuffing comes out and the bears lose their heads.

Even the letter opener, with it she plays,
But letters aren't opened, it's her skin she slays.

She's young and in love with objects that shine,
Who can she be? surely no child of mine.