You thought that you would take me 
Once you thought that I was too drunk to resist
But I’ll resist
I promise this

You exhibit just to what extent a whore can actually be useless
It’s hard for me to believe that you love the boy you’re with

Every moment brings your lips closer to his 
His affirmation of rejection of your kiss will devastate
I promise this

You make me sick; I shall retire and vomit to my heart’s content
Try to erase your name from my head, for I hate the sound of it

Your makeup is on my sleeves; I need to wash that shit before I leave
I wouldn’t want people to know with whom last night you tried to sleep

Your terrible taste lingers about
But when I try to wash it out, I’m reminded of the way it felt 

You know I hate liars and actresses

My hands are falling apart now
I blow the smoke out from my mouth
Awaiting your arrival, I’m wondering if I am guilty
Of what could be considered an unintended, underhanded seduction

Accusing you- it fills a need
Placates addictions I must feed
I can’t let all these people know with whom last night you slept, was me