He laughed at them with scorn until at last t'was said, By a false hearted woman he was cruelly betrayed.
Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs?
Sometimes I can't remember what it feels like not to be wanted. It's not my ego. Sometimes I can't remember what it feels like not to want. That is my ego.
He said he could see you.
But he'd rather not.
Has he never been inside of you? He's always inside of me.