words hurt
and never work
much like your face down in the dirt
looking up my short short skirt
but never mind the  more perverse
lets just focus on whats worse
you make me feel like I'm about to burst
and though I'd like to think I was coerced
you had me by the second verse
and just in case you didn't know
that was not the moment you said "Hello"
but with these things you never know
and when its time for me to leave
will you tell me this time was wasted happily?
or would you hurt me all the same
like the ending to one of your twisted games
but as you know, I'm just as sick
pretending I'm great, when the world is ****
I guess I'm a bit of a *******
longing for that burning kiss
with the iron taste upon my lips
and I'm sorry I have the need for it
its what i consider pleasurable I guess.