That movie was really great
I loved sharing drinks with you
coming back to my place
couldn't have been a bad plan

everything just happened
speeding forward
collide
more than i ever wanted
coming closer
inside

your touch became my pain
resistance drove you further
coming back to my place
shouldn't have been a bad plan

was it my fault?
was it my skirt?
or my pinkened lips
begging for attention

did i ask you?
am i wrong?
what did i do
to make this happen?

before i knew what what happening
every inch of me was burning
thru my pleading you kept going
did you think that i was moaning?

the streets are filled with people down-casting their eyes
as if each one of them could hear my mournful cries
if i had a special friend who would beat you up
maybe then i could escape this black veiled rut

it was my fault
i was wrong
now i have this
horrible burden to carry
how can i trust anyone else from this day forward

i wont ever be able to blame you
i will always cherish the moments
we shared together playing
your films and my music
but now i am tainted with you
how can i ever tell my parents
that when i was there, laying
you were listening to your dick

who can i talk to?
how can i tell everyone
i am done with you
i said you were the one!

i will have to bite my tongue
you can stick to your gun
put on another fake smile
walk myself another mile
if you keep your mouth shut
call out scene, action, and cut
no one will have to know
i have fallen this low