My Leather, My Fur, My Nails - Stepdad

She’s got style

she rips it off my back and puts it on her coat hook

She won’t smile

you’d best avert your eyes and not give her a second look

Things she wants

not a companion but some pages in her journal

Things go wrong

we started equal but it got way too paternal

She wants a coat made of my leather, and my fur, and my nails

She’s always cold despite the weather, she needs sun, she’s so pale

You think she’s had enough, it’s not enough, she always wants more

She always wants more of my leather, and my fur, and my nails.

Things she wants

not a companion but some pages in her journal

Things go wrong

I wouldn’t dare to all but keep it all internal

You can’t realize the danger that I’m in If she calls me, I’m not home

Take me out of water, shrink me in the dryer

Strut around and let the world know what disaster means

Take me out of water, shrink me in the dryer

I don’t suit my skin.