Ms. Leading you taught me what I didn't need to know How did you mark the occasion a silver stamp across your thigh How many men have their hands on your skirt? In an attempt to salvage self respect you simply could have slapped their wrists How many times did you let yourself go? Think back a couple weeks a couple months just how longs this been going on? Hold on now, don't tell me, pretend this didn't happen My my lust for ignorance but I lust for you You were the only one that didn't fold Its in you my dear I attempt to turn light on the situation that's so dim How many dresses were over your face In an attempt to make a life worthwhile you could have stopped it years ago How many times did you let yourself go Think back a couple weeks a couple months just how longs this been going on? Hold on now don't tell me, pretend this never happened Now my lust for ignorance like I lust for you You were the only one that didn't fold