She doesn't want your love because when you leave each other the next morning she doesn't want to feel the guilt.
She doesn't want to feel the tug in her heart.
The tug that leads to her mind; adventures to you.
The adventures that lead to the want for more of what she had gotten.
For what she had just gotten a taste of, the sweet sweet taste of her redemption.
- make my body tremble more
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Watch her look at you and think of you. In her classes
She isn't there, she's in the possible future
In your arms; On your lap; anywhere but that seat
Under your torso; sprawled and panting
- she's horny for you
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Don't you believe him?
Look into his eyes and analyze the suppose truth that he is spouting
Where are his eyes going?
Boobs, hair, lips, neck, hips, and legs
Let him in..open your legs and arms
Take him in and let it be ...let your hormones take over and God knows what else.
Let him touch your soft mounds and the curves of your hips and legs
Let him own you; play you and hide you
He' ll play until he breaks you
His little toy
His princess
His babygirl
- I keep telling myself this
