Write-off

Doesn't take much to siphon all the girl out of her
Just the time it takes to find one more way in
The only way around is to circumvent the obvious
The flash falls short of blinding
But it's blurred her vision

'Cause the men rush like maggots
And the maggots look like men
And in each case
The stakes end in meat
And with each dollar bill
She counts one more singed frill
She lets one more gambler win

She would just self-destruct
If her self wasn't destroyed
She would just hope they'd drown
If amphibians did not enjoy
It as wet as things can get
And she's saturated
Indications say this will be a write-off