Sunday, March 7, 2004

Any Way He Can

 I breathe

forgiveness

into your mouth

my bruises aren't real

when I'm this far gone


I'm passed out alone

you take

what you want

with no one to stop you

I'm yours until dawn


now I can't pretend

I don't feel the pain

from your lying

and your hitting

when there's no bond


to hold you to me 

or make you stay

you only want

to use me when

you're this far gone


don't tell her

you say, before you

leave my bed, while

my head is reeling and

my legs are sore


you act for a 

week as if nothing

has happened before

the booze has you

begging for more


when i tell you no

I hope that it hurts

but it never makes

me feel that I'm

less of a whore 


so you took what you 

wanted and left me in

chaos before you 

walked out of

my door