Could you be different? Truly? Or have I gone too far yet again? My love, you are the stuff of dreams With your crystalline eyes and paint-stained fingertips Those delicate movements from roughly hewn hands pluck gracefully on my heartstrings That crooked smile, so clever and mischievous; it could get away with ****** You are not for the faint of heart… But then again… Neither am I
I can hear myself asking, panicked and shaky “Why is the room so small? Why is it so small?” The room I’ve slept in for four hundred nights Feels so unfamiliar, as if I’m seeing it through a new lens ****-tinted speactacles I rock my body back and forth, hush my thoughts And tell myself “it’s okay, it’s okay, you’re okay” But I hear nothing but protests An iniside rally, telling me that the world is ending “Your friends are leaving” “Your parents hate you” ”You are a failure” But I keep screaming “it’s okay” Hoping that soon It will be.
I know you promised to be always be true, never leaving your ideal diplomacy Yet here you stand, half ***** and breathing sporadically I'll let you play me like every other nobody who just wants to touch my body You'll **** me over and leave but I'll still thank you, wiping my mouth on my sleeve Cause I can't help but wonder where you'd go if you didn't have me
My mind begs a simple question Does your chastity know just where you are tonight Does your single life know that you'd much rather lay between my thighs Cause everyone knows what you want except for you, so use me gently Please kiss me numb, then you can let me down and break me some
Maybe I'm just overreacting, but the way you let her climb all over you says otherwise Perhaps I've misunderstood what you meant by cutting all ties Cause you seemed so very comfortable with resting your hands on my body You don't know what you're into except when you're ******* around with me in someone else's bedroom I don't know what I've done to deserve getting so brutally slew, so please just **** and leave me tonight Even if we both know you'll never fully look me in the eyes after you've finished between my thighs
So when you refuse to kiss me but later lay your hands on me, I'll pretend I'm surprised I understand you have personal boundaries, I can never force a greedy man to give So when you brush a fingertip against my lips, I should just smile Because heaven forbid I should try to extract what I want from an unforgiving heart Because you're happy to use me when you want some late night company, careless when you leave me to seek new Through all this I have to wonder You seemed so wed to these ideals of being single but Are you still married?