Lovers

Whose to say?

which day?

what way?

isn't it your own choice?

to listen or not?

Don't trust me

I have secrets

Everybody know

And if you ask

beg plead me to

I'd love to see you bleed

beneath me darling

I'd love to hurt you

But you'd have to trust me

Have to love me

Have to fight the others first

pick a bleeder

Hurt him

dumb him

love him

all over

again