you say "kiss me" and I do
but that is not enough for you.
sometimes I lie awake in bed
with thoughts of your touches floating through my head
and then i'm depressed
upset, lungs compressed
worried that i'm not living up to expectations
but then i drift back to the thoughts of fiery locations.

you say "not today" and again I am crushed
but that, for you, is just enough.
sometimes I cry for your soul
with crosses and ashes and offerings of coal
and then I'm crazy
lusting, minds hazy
excited that maybe tomorrow you'll touch me
but then I drift back to thoughts of she.

you say "how about now?" and I pause
but that, for you, is not a clause
in the contract I signed in my blood meshed with your hair
will I just be another girl who felated you in that chair?
you stroke my cheek
and i'm depressed
upset, lungs compressed
worried that i'm not living up to expectations
but then i drift back to your eager location.
 
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