Pure, smooth adrenaline in white hot speed.
Three statues go flying.
And I ache with need.

I know that you know. You're cocky as hell
I don't have to tell you.
I know you can smell

But you just ignore me. Don't even glance.
I'm swollen. I'm wet.
And I don't have a chance

I'm not evil, bad or weak.
You won't listen if I speak.
I don't bother anymore.
I shove those feelings in a drawer.

But you're lighting at sundown, fast and sleek.
It hurts just to watch.
My knees just go weak

We fought again. Pure sexual rage.
I'm venting. It hurts.
I can't act my age.

I want you so badly, it's painful to walk.
I'm a girl. It's strange.
Though, you shouldn't talk.

I've seen you my love. You hurt.
You've been in the sun. You're burnt.
You want me. I know it. You're hiding it too.
So, today, I'll just enjoy the view.