I like not getting what I want, I guess. I'm just reporting what the facts suggest. I've read my journals and it appears I like torture, a lot. I'll top or I'll bottom. Try your cold maneuvers on me if you've got them My endurance is awesome. But I'm not as easy to woo as I once was Since I got jumped by the girl of the month club. I ascended from dumper to dumped, Remind me sometime, I'll tell you about it. I heard a rumor that I was amazing, And I tell myself everything I hear about myself. I knew that it was bad when she bought The crucifix earring at the yardsale. That man was an actual witch. When I wish for pain I get my wish, sponsored links One good heartbreak and you'll sing for a decade. This one could wound me to middle age, I was splayed I said, "Go ahead." Then in walks a nurse from a hot French movie And tells me she can do things to me. I like getting things done to me But just then getting wrecked seemed more fun to me, And pleasure writes fewer good songs So I kicked out the nurse. But we did some stuff first. They say you are what you eat And I was starved for attention, I ate every eyeball that aimed my direction, I was desperate for someone to mess with me But so few could do it successfully. Here we come in a slow motion strut It's all four of me, the cool one two more And the one careless who*e of me. I heard a rumor that I was amazing