a strong pair of hands
wrapped tightly around my throat
the air supply has run so thin
that I can barely choke

the lights around are twinkling,
and it's the swellest sight I've seen
my vision's getting blurry
like I'm walking through a dream

my belt is coming undone
and my pants are sliding down
I don't know where I am
as my head slams on the ground

my ankles being grabbed
as I'm dragged across the floor
are we already done?
but, Sugar, I want more