You thought that you would take me    Once you thought that I was too drunk to resist   But I’ll resist   I promise this      You exhibit just to what extent a whore can actually be useless   It’s hard for me to believe that you love the boy you’re with      Every moment brings your lips closer to his    His affirmation of rejection of your kiss will devastate   I promise this      You make me sick; I shall retire and vomit to my heart’s content   Try to erase your name from my head, for I hate the sound of it      Your makeup is on my sleeves; I need to wash that shit before I leave   I wouldn’t want people to know with whom last night you tried to sleep      Your terrible taste lingers about   But when I try to wash it out, I’m reminded of the way it felt       You know I hate liars and actresses      My hands are falling apart now   I blow the smoke out from my mouth   Awaiting your arrival, I’m wondering if I am guilty   Of what could be considered an unintended, underhanded seduction      Accusing you- it fills a need   Placates addictions I must feed   I can’t let all these people know with whom last night you slept, was me