I collapsed the seats of my Rav4 You watched my *** the whole time And saw an opportunity As I bent over between the front seats One, two, then three fingers While fumbling to turn off the hazards Biting a seat to keep quiet Accidentally turned the music back on "Stay In My Memory" by Bim The song from Him **** him, I'll ******* instead The hazards were off The music still on Your fingers making my body quake From the inside Twice Strong enough to throw me around Like I was someone cuter and smaller And put me on my back With a hand around my throat Kissing at me like a dog Making me submit like a ***** Three, four, five "On your knees" And you threw me there, too Six Around we spun Getting rug burn Lost count of the quakes They started to blend With the aftershocks "Are marks okay?" And then you left one A hickey on a weeknight And a Monday, no less Next time, we need a bed Rug burn is a *****