If I tie my corset a bit tighter
maybe he'll love me.
If I had yellow hair he'd love me. If I
had rosy cheeks. And looked innocent. If I was younger.
If I was Lucy, he'd love me.
I
loved Benjamin, but I never cried over him like I cry over Mr. Todd.
He was almost too perfect. Too pure. I didn't want to ruin that by
touching him and spoiling him. I always had that effect on men. I
could turn them bad without meaning to.
Benjamin was a beautiful
angel. So was Lucy. It made sense they were together.
But now
there is Sweeney Todd. Sweeney Todd is not innocent, though he is
possibly even more beautiful. He's not perfect anymore. In fact,
he's a murderer. A cunning, beautiful murderer. And now I finally
have my chance. Now he could love me. Lucy wouldn't be right for
him now. Lucy was pretty, but she would faint at the sight of blood.
She could never make the pies like I do. She'd think it immoral and
turn Mr. odd into that Beagle.
I would never do that.
He
doesn't love me. I know that. I know he doesn't look at me like
he used to look at Lucy. But he's a changed man, so obsessed with
his killings and such. When all this is over he'll start to love
me. He will. He won't ever turn back into Benjamin, but I don't
want him too. Sweeney Todd could love me. Benjamin Barker never
would.
I just wish he'd finish all of
this soon. Kill that damn judge so he can stop thinking about the
past and love me.
But it will happen.
It must happen.
I just wish he'd love me now. He
could still plot his killing of that judge and love me.
Somehow,
I'll make him.
If I tie my corset a bit tighter maybe he'll love me.
