Sat in your car,
Me in the drivers and you in the passenger side.
Screaming at me to start the car,
Drive just five minutes down the road.
But I'm drunk and underage,
Mind spinning, brain numb
Not a single sense of control.
Quietly shaking my head no,
Comforted only by my tears.
Your voice pierces my ears,
Key in the ignition,
My hands too shaky to turn it.
I couldn't do it, and you wouldn't let me forget.
Drink more, my punishment.
And when I'm just enough wasted
You press my hips to yours,
Make me regret what I've done.
