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.