his indiscretions, you dont mind   he says your thoughts need for   but your forms not hard to find   these late night sessions, hes master still   another lesson leaves you twisting to his will      every night he comes and goes again   if it isnt right it isnt him      he makes corrections, you shut the blinds   youre talking less and less,   but the words arent hard to find   his last suggestion, it makes you ill,   still one more lesson leaves you twisting to his will