Crystal Crossed

I arrived with the lie I've forgiven

Didn't wanna live on the wrong side of though

I couldn't leave, though you made me a victim

Standing in the kitchen with the keys in my hand

When you ride me with your eyes closed

Are you fixed on a picture of a friend?

I'm crystal-crossed, I still feel lost

But I refuse to be your victim

Are you in love with the boy or a drug?

Are you high when he bends to hug you?

When you're with him are you outta your head?

Is he the ghost floatin' over our bed?

When you ride me with your eyes closed

Are you fixed on a picture of a friend?

I'm crystal-crossed, I still feel lost

But I refuse to be your victim...again

I refuse to be your victim

Thinking everything could be a lie

And have to wonder if you're with him

And when you ride, do you look him in the eye?

And when you fuck him, do you look him in the eye?

And when you ride, do you look him in the eye?