You hugged me with hands curled up in fists And the weapon in your front pocket squeezing my tits And we kissed with teeth touching, that's how it was, And every breath exchanged another loss. I bought a book on life in the sea And i read it out aloud and picked out the importance for me, Which was everything dangerous, everything poisonous, Everything with teeth and claws. So what do you think you are, Thinking about telling me what to think And what do you think you are, Pouring your opinions in my drink? I ride the bike down to the river side, I spit in the water and watch you Float slowly downstream. After the abc and the 123
Your words still sound so old While my finger's in my throat Trying to tickle out the cold. There's a mark on my hips Where ten filthy fingertips Tried to pave the way for a filthy pair of lips. I bought a book about life in the woods And i read it out aloud And i underlined the pa**ages that would Tell me how to survive among predators as a snake And how to never go to sleep, how to always stay awake. So what do you think you are, thinking about telling me what to think And what do you think you are, pouring your opinions in my drink? I ride the bike down to the river side, i spit in the water and watch you float slowly downstream.