What gives you the right to fuck?
You appear to me as muck
I'll scrape you off my broken shoe
How can I ever punish you
I feel so rough
And weak
Even when the pleasure is at its peak
I'm only thinking of humiliating you,
You think your domination is true
But if you give me a second glance
If you stoop to take the chance
I'm prepared to cut you loose
Alienate contacts, confidence boost
I'd kill myself to make you frown
Again, the only way is down
Your petty sexualities
Entwine and trap me every
Time I try to be less like you
You cut me down, nothing to do
Except rest my head on a burning pillow