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I just wanted to see the band play.

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

**** you 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, 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...

 

I didn't even get to see the band play...

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