soulful, raw, edgy ballad
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Tear in her eye
Lump in her heart
Pounding- thrusting
Right from the start
He'll never know
The pain she endures
Just to please him,
She feels like a whore
Verse 1:
Say, what's wrong?
What's on your mind?
As if he's really concerned
Don't even give her the time
She lies quietly on the floor
Thinking please god no more
Single-minded, he has not a clue
God-forbid if he don't get that last...
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Verse 2:
How can he expect her
To express how she feels
While on her rug-burned
Knees she kneels
Oh I can tell you really care
By the way you thrust so violently
And the way you pull my hair
Climb:
No love-no caring-
No passion in his eyes
Absorbed is his being
In surveying his prize
So there she lies
With her ass in the air
Crying to herself
While he has not a care
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Bridge:
After they're all done
He falls into a sleep
And she's left all alone
To think, to feel, to weep
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