Lets go inside
We need a place to hide
Here nothing is safe
Here pleasure
becomes Pain.
After the call.
but before they fall.
Ask me one more time
Will I?
Look at you the same
Again.
After they fall.
we’ll want it all.
I’m
Yours
I’m
Your
Whore.
I’m
Yours
I’m
Your
Whore.
Ohhohhh ohhhohhhh, ohhhohhh oh oh oh oh
Keep your distance
Keep all your thoughts inside
The harder you go
The more I’ll want to know
About
You.
Again.
Ask me one more time
Will I?
Look at you the same
Again.
After they go
Down–like dominos.
I’m
Yours
I’m
Your
Whore.
I’m
Yours
I’m
Your
Whore.
Ohhohhh ohhhohhhh, ohhhohhh oh oh oh oh
LORD forgive me for my sins.
You couldn’t even imagine the state I’ve been in
(Written for Matt Backe, October 2, 2001)
