& as I look up into your icy blue eyes

(with your semen flowing from my mouth)

I always secretly knew that even on my knees ( I was never good enough for you)

And as you gaze into my eyes with your lustful stare I can't help but feel so (fucking stupid) because I'm still not what you wanted

(even though I gave you my everything)

& I'll swallow the very few memories I have of you

( You were my drug and I was addicted )

I can still feel you running down my throat inside of me

And oh god, the pain of knowing you still don't think of me as good enough for you

(even though I tried so hard to be her )




& you'll never be her…you say as you pull my head forward for a second round.

A/n: Yeah, I just don't know.