In Your Face

All you knew was how to steal,
and you do it with such skill.
I wish there was such a pill,
I could swallow and be ville.

I'll make you spill,
all the secrets that'll kill Even if you shrill,
You'll do it against your will.

I'll watch from afar with such thrill,
and watch till you become ill.
I won't care if you were still,
because I've already had my fill.