Cement

I’ll find a way to be your honey

Or wait until I’m sore

My ways mischevious and funny

Until a will arise inside me

and I loose sight of shore

I wonder what you’ll do to me

And dream of locking lips

His eyes are like a violent sea

resting on my hips

I don’t want to like him so

I fuck myself and go

He’s silver-tounged and young and fun

But little does he know

I’ll find a way to be your honey

Or wait until I’m sore

My ways mischevious and funny

Until a will arise inside me

and I loose sight of shore