She sits on his bed, looking around,
Feeling quite awkward that she is here.
He tells her to take off her shoes,
But she knows she doesn't want to
become comfortable again.
They sit and talk for a while,
Before the night gets to him.
He lays down and invites her
to lay beside him.
After some slight arguing,
She lay there beside her love,
And he tries to hug her close,
But she doesn't want him to.
He promises that's all he wants,
That he won't try anything.
She sighs and caves in,
And relaxes in his hold.
A single goodnight kiss,
She can't resist giving it to him.
But he keeps the kisses going,
Ignoring her constantly pulling away.
The night progresses and she can't help it,
But she feels sluttier each second that passes by.
No matter what she says, it doesn't
seem to sink in; so she finally
gives up and goes silent.
Standing on the edge of morning,
scent ofsex and New Found Glory playing
as she pulls back her hair.
She gets in her car; she's feeling worthless,
used again. She’d stay the night,
but she knows he doesn't care.
scent of
as she pulls back her hair.
She gets in her car; she's feeling worthless,
used again. She’d stay the night,
but she knows he doesn't care.
She stares at the door once more
Before leaving, a tear on her cheek,
And she can't help wondering,
"Is all that I am a useless toy?"
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