Pressing herself against the pane
She turns to not face his crazy eyes
Looks out the road and car lights
She doesn’t wanna touch his arm
Feels dizzy but that’s just his charm
He insists, he won’t take no
She has no right to turn him down
Only with a look or a frown
Like she did to so many before
‘Cause he tried even more
But she said Stop
Get your shit away
I don’t even know you well
And I don’t care
‘bout your sick plans
He moans as if it’s a tough game
That’s just his disgusting joy
Acting as if he found a toy
She feels like a puppet on strings
There’s no desire so she’ll cut off his fake wings
But she said Stop
Get your shit away
I don’t even know you well
And I don’t care
‘bout your sick plans
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