Wanted

When i say she's a rapist that really isn't what i mean It was all in my imagination To be claimed so easily She's not so well-rounded She has horns you don't see she does whatever she wants & i swear she wanted me Loving force of willl By deceiving me with skill Somehow religion enters in & god cracks through her moist skin Twittles from her batton Her hair suggests roller skating Whispers through her perfume Just above her parents room She's not so well-rounded She has horns you don't see she does whatever she wants Oh i swear she wanted me She knows what she wants She wants what she knows She wants this to mean nothing & that sounds fair to me She's not so well-rounded She has horns you don't see she does whatever she wants Oh i swear she wanted me Oh i swear she wanted me