Late night trying to enjoy my show I tried to convince him not to go But he came with me The whole time spewing **** about our destiny All I ******* wanted was to jam at my show He kept trying to grind on me and wouldn't let go. So I'd disappear into the pit Just to get away for a bit I wanted to turn around and punch him in the face "Jesus Christ *******! Give me some space!" So I'd smoke a cigarette Because his company? I was ******* sick of it We sat by the fire, while the show played He'd whisper in my ear about how he wanted to get laid Feeling uncomfortable. "Uh...Ok?" I just wanted to see my ******* band play! Decided to leave early Cuz I couldn't stand his pressure clearly He tried to kiss me And get a feel against me Pushed him away and said not today BECAUSE I JUST WANTED TO SEE THE BAND PLAY The whole way home, calling me princess ******* kid, your NOT catching my interest He'd talk about his fetish or slapping my *** Still wishing I had more cigarettes, I told him I didn't care That I wasn't going to **** him at all, anywhere What if I called you a *****? Hmmm, NOT AT ALL, *******, YOU WISH Still ****** and wondering what I got myself into. I just wanted to see the mother ******* band play So after a ****** 30 minute drive I pulled into the lot between the lines Ok, alright, have a good night. He just sat in my car, pushing the subject On getting me upstairs, to get his **** wet Not that kinda girl, and I'm not sorry Cuz I've got a guy who's got love for me He didn't care, he took my keys and said "I'm *****." Upstairs for 5 minutes, just give me a little baby. Why am I trapped in this cliche...