You're ******* on oysters
I guess I've been opening them for you for a long while now
But you're getting greedier and greedier
You're not waiting for my cold white hands
To crack open the oyster shells
So you leave me there
With aching and bleeding hands
And you crawl deeper and deeper into the ocean
Until you disappear from my eyes
And it's not you who's eating the oysters
It's the ocean that ferociously swallows you