I can bleed.
When it's Your knife in my back.
I can see.
When I've closed my eyes and leaned into You…
I can scream.
When my back is against Your bedroom wall.
I can breathe.
When it's Your fingers around my throat…
I can hate.
When You're looking straight through me.
I can love.
When You are pushing up my skirt.
I can't cry.
When you leave like the devil in the morning light.