I saw you standing there Your hangnail on your tongue Your stare was beautiful Your boots were big and rough I licked my lips and said "I'll never have enough" You said you'd had your fill You try to never touch that stuff I felt a line of blood Drip from my nose to chin You tried to lick it up You told me you could handle it I felt a strand of hair Slide down my neck and back My muscles twitching hard I clawed your skin And made a scar! I saw you standing there I looked down from above Your stare was sinister Your hands were thick and tough You licked your lips and said "I'm glad this isn't love I'm glad that it's pretend I love that it's a rush" I felt a drop of sweat Drip from my face to neck You tried to lick it up You told me you could handle it I felt your clumsy hands Wrap all around my hips I felt my nausea peak I lost it as you kissed my cheek!