You come up to me And you kiss me It's hard, rough Then I smell it The smell of too many drinks You drag me to the bathroom You push me against the wall You kiss everywhere You touch everywhere This isn't you The real you The you that would normally Β Β lay me down on a soft bed The you that would kiss my neck The you that would be so tender So gentle This you is an animal A monster taken over by alcohol I know you will leave bruises I know you will do it again in 10 minutes I know you won't even remember tomorrow So why do I not object? Why do I just go along?