I still wonder
How did it look from the outside in?
Am I depicted as a ***** or a victim?
I pushed away your body
Said "No" between a lot of kisses
Left the room half a dozen times
Yet with each return seemed your pleasure didn't suffer
You did this and that
And I realized you weren't leaving
So was my submission my ending?
I lied down in that bed
And continued with
What was my final regret
That day
All I needed
Was my bed back
My sanctuary
When I invited you over
I thought we'd play games
But the only one playing was you
Your girl never talked to me again
At least I told her the truth
Even if I never could explain
The hate that I felt the whole time
I never blamed you
So even now
A year or so later
I still wonder
Who Did They See When They Knew?