They say the graveyard is where everything goes to die,
But that wasn't the case that night for you and I.
Ignoring the calls and bright lights from the world,
Fixated only on the moans coming from the back seat of the car.

That girl that I stole,
With my corrosive touch.
At my mercy she moves,
Both of us can't get enough.

Caressing her over, pain on my mind,
Anger, desire, and confusion all down inside.
Just like my fingers found there way into her ****,
Controlling her, my puppet I'll tell her when to crash.

A lovely night in the back of the Jeep,
Held you so close in hopes that I could keep.
Surrounded by lust and dark thoughts,
I stare into nothing so I wouldn't weep.

You make me promise I won't love you,
You swear you're ******* me up.
You beg me to bone you,
But I can't...

I won't ruin you.