Let me give in to you
for you're only going to take it
Let me give you what you want
'Cause you're only going to make it
Your own prize, your own gift
That which you don't own
Why do you treat me like a child
when I am fully grown?
Do you know the meaning of "no"
Or what it means when I say stop?
I try to leave the bottom,
while you continue to get on top.
You bastard, you fiend
Haven't you had enough of me
Why must you continue to destroy my soul
And dessimate my body.
I hate you more than life itsself
You'd better pray I don't grow wings
Cause if I did grow a pair of them
To live, you'd be the very last thing.
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