disgrace this taste
Shiny penny, shiny penny
Why must you mock me?
The copper taste left in my mouth
Dress ripped, hair matted.
Shiny penny, shiny penny
Why didn’t you help?
Stranger’s hands, uninvited
Take away my innocence.
Shiny penny, shiny penny
Help me be free
Free from the memories
And others’ judging stares.
Shiny penny, shiny penny
Why do you side with him?
Is it because he has more of you
Or because I requested this.
Shiny penny, shiny penny
I feel just as you do.
Left on the ground, discarded
Only used as a last resort.
Shiny penny, shiny penny
Yes I may have had one drink
But I screamed no
And received no reply.
Shiny penny, shiny penny
I must melt you down.
And fix myself a way out
Even as others cry.
Shiny penny, shiny penny
Can I tell you a secret?
As I hold you,
I am already gone.
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