Not Allowed

Now you suck
We wanna talk about ***, but
We're not allowed
Well, you may not like it,
But you'd better learn how 'cause
It's your turn now
Boy, you're wasting your tongue with
Lame excuses and lies
Now, what's on your nasty old
Mind? Mind?

So how should I begin this?
I guess it started when you were
With him and how he never even
Took you out to dance
But did he fuck with any rhythm?
But now he's playing with your
Head but did he ever make
You cum? Did he ever make
You cry? Do the wires in
Your mind get sewn together?

Rubbed and severed by the
Heat you don't know how long
I could stare into your picture
And wish that it was me
I guess it's different 'cause you
Love him but I've got an
Interactive sick and twisted imagination
And that's gotta count for
Something something

We wanna talk about ***, but
We're not allowed
Well, you may not like it,
But you'd better learn how 'cause
It's your turn now
Boy, you're wasting your tongue with
Lame excuses and lies
Get your face between my
Thighs thighs

I dreamt I was standing in your
Doorstep licking sweat off
Of your forehead with your finger
In my mouth and the sound when
Leather jackets hit the ground
You should hear when you're not
Around when it's just us horny
Poets who can't wait to write
It down and swear we were
Only being honest

Do you like these little sonnets? 'Cause
I wrote them just for you
But how quickly they turn sour
So be careful who you screw
And never call and I'm starting
To suspect you don't intend
To do anything you say at
All all

All by yourself, sittin' alone I
Hope we're still friends, yeah I
Hope you don't mind

So how should I begin this?
I guess it started when you were with him