Do you still want to take me to the end of world?

Even the nicest boys won't like you when you won't go home to bed with them.
And even when you reluctantly agree to be with the boys who only want you in bed,
it's a limited-time offer, folks.
If you don't undress fast enough, they've moved on the the next girl on the list.

Keep on top of the game: tits out, pants down,
Drop those panties like a bomb,
it's a limited-time offer, folks.
Cause if you don't undress fast enough, they've got the next girl on the list.

If those boys don't want you in their bed,
If you don't undress fast enough,
they've already got another girl.
You're just another girl crossed off on some list, thrown away.

You are a liar.

My teeth are perfect,
& I know how to bite.

I stopped writing
when we were no longer together,

& I thought that maybe,
you were my thoughts personified

my actions in motion,
my soul's inspiration.

But you are not enough body to hold my love,
& there must be someone greater than you.

My lips are perfect,
& I know how to leave a mark.

you are not my protector

how do you seperate lovers?
open doors and crowded rooms
heads turn, eyes glare.

how can you hold your lover,
while remembering another?
trembling hands, closed eyes.

is this somthing to own;
is this something to tame?
bitten lips, bedroom eyes.

leaving sleeping lovers,
tangled in warm bedsheets.
walk away, conquer thyself.

You're looking tired; like you tried to kill yourself again.

There's a moment in time,
captured with a flash,
- zoom in - crop out -

It's displayed to the world,
the affection that I felt for you in
- black - and - white -

I tried to forget you,
but then I turned the page
-fade out - cut out -

There we were,
alone with the possibilty
- exposed - and - lost -

I deserve to be loved exclusively. Or something.

I always knew you were a lady's man,
but I thought I was a special girl.

But maybe you were bored,
and maybe I was easy.

But I've got these marks and bruises,
and my bedsheets still smell like you.

Bedroom eyes that say, come hither,
I won't ask for much.

And you never did give me very much,
but I thought that would be enough.

hey, hey you!

In all honesty, I know it's best for you to not be together,
but it's symbolism of my own selfish needs.

Now that you're not with him,
he seems even better than when you were with him.

drugs sirens lights chaos alcohol screams darkness
he wanted to know if I was okay.

He has every reason to not talk to me,
but he was the only one who did.

I think it made me feel even more alone