I think she saw it when she looked in your eyes.
The look of seduction, lust, baby she wasn't
surprised.
*** is what you wanted, the desire was evil.
It rained in her brain like
the night you and her became.
On of two, you can't go back.
Two of two, you don't want to
go back. It's like a drug- you
can't let her go. Her idea
of what is next decides if
she really wants you or if
you are just for show.
Show it is, how used can you be?
*** is what she wants. Remember when it was your desire? When you
"Loved" her. Now look at what
she has done. Tell me she
was worth it.
You wanted ***, you got
it now. I'll hold my applause
as you take a bow.
You're dead to her but she loves you right?