Mae
I ought to leave him
But something makes me stay
It's the stuff
I'd try to k** him
But my guy gives me love
And the stuff
Sometimes he's rough
He throws me down the stairs
But deep inside he cares
He buys me lingerie
And the stuff
I was a student
Good grades and so naive
'Til the stuff
A handsome stranger
Some empty promises
Lotsa stuff
But I don't get hooked
I'm not addicted, no
I just enjoy the glow
I like to have my fun
No harm to anyone
Though the fun sometimes escapes me
When Jack gets stoned and rapes me...
Nothing numbs me better than the stuff