When I think of your hands sliding down my back When I think of your sweat on my skin And your moist breath whispering in my ear I ... I ... I I get sick Sick to my stomach
I pretended to love you longer than I did I wish I could erase the images I see Your satisfied grin, you lying beneath me, dear I ... I ... I I get sick Sick to my stomach
How could I let you get so close? You slithered in when I was needy By the time I saw it for what it was It was too late to put on the brakes
When I think of the way people are looking at me Like I lead you on -- they're wrong They don't know the whole story And now you turn me on, oh you turn me on About as much as sandpaper masturbation, dear I ... I ... I
What flash of insanity Could have made me Do what I did?With all your false maturity It's a lie You're nothing but a kid
You devoured my skin How could I let you in And out and in and out and in and out and in and out? I ... I ... I
When I think of what never should have been It makes my head spin I ... I ... I I get sick Sick to my stomach
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