Crushed up like a coke can
Carpet bomb of estrogen
"you're gonna take that back"
You're gonna take that back
"Party's wearing red," she said
Naked I look just like a Rembrandt
I hope you're into that
I hope you're into that
Protecting
And attacking
You're still hanging on to that
Perverse sense of obligation
Wait wait wait
Wait listen
You can't say I didn't
Warn you
Good neighbors make good fences
If you pile them end to end
Stack 'em high now heel to head
They're keeping off the wind
She called me a feast when
We kissed up in her bedroom then
She apologized for biting in
"I hope you're into that"
So I turned off my location
Let her f*ck me like you
Thought you did
I remember every minute
Wait wait wait
Wait listen
You can't say I didn't
Warn you
Wait wait wait
Wait listen
You can't say I didn't
Warn you
Healing over, still embedded
Names were changed to
Protect the participants
Perverse sense of obligation