Sobriety

Easy D

Told me I'm easy

Well I am

Like a Sunday morning

Fucked four my whole life

And you think it's forty

Drink beer, take this, take that

And you think I'm game

Wear a short skirt
And you put a palm on my leg

Feeling it upwards

It's all good, man, I'm no hypocrite

We all need the warmth

But you can't
(to both our frustration)

get into my skirt

We sit side-by-side in the cab

And little by little you sit closer
Whispering to my ears, hitting on me

Then you put your hand over mine

But I give no response

I don't hold hands

I may tease, I may please

I'll make you sweat and plead

You want a ride

I'll give you a fucking rollercoaster

You want some heat

We'll burn this house to the core

Though I suggest

You, run, now

I'm a monster unleashed