Wait Listen

Crushed up like a Coke can
Carpet bomb of estrogen
You're gonna take that back
You're gonna take that back

"Party's wearing red," she said
Naked, I look just like a Rembrandt
I hope you're into that
I hope you're into that
Protecting and attacking
You're still hanging on to that
Perverse sense of obligation

Wait, wait, wait
Wait, listen
You can't say I didn't warn you

Good neighbors make good fences
If you pile them end to end
Stack 'em high now, heel to head
They're keeping off the wind

She called me a feast when
We kissed up in her bedroom, then
She apologized for biting in
I hope you're into that

So I turned off my location
Let her fuck me like you thought you did
I remember every minute

Wait, wait, wait
Wait, listen
You can't say I didn't warn you

Wait, wait, wait
Wait, listen
You can't say I didn't warn you

Healing over, still embedded
Names were changed to protect the participants
Perverse sense of obligation