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