Use me in you're sexual advances
Then throw me away like you're black licorice
I'm a little too sharp to come honestly
Your sexual fantasies is kind of dragging me down
Pardon me Princess put this blindfold on hurry

I'm just the draw on your bottom lip 
When you wake up and thinking about sex
Make me a part of your dark little fantasies
Extort my body in uncomfortable ways

The quartet my head is telling me I should run
But the last page needs to be written
Unfinished like an improper noun
Because that joke never got old

Make me feel 
So uncomfortable 
That I actually 
Think that it's.