I ****** on the tips of your fingers,
you pinned me hard,
upon my chest you bit me,
"Keep it like a memory."

I will, I will,
I hold you up,
my divinity,
my epitome,
my tv screen,
my future enemy.

I undressed you in blitzkrieg,
you made it even with one blink,
upon my back you scratched deep,
"Keep it a secret."

I will, I will,
curtains always,
my prescription,
my cancer,
my ****,
my favorite season.