Rope

I've been no good no go-good at all

And I'm not gonna tell you why

I don't need some pathetic sympathetic ear

I just want a boy, to tie me down and make me fuckin' cry

I want a thick rope, on a tight waist (tight waist)

I want a rough hand on a softface (softface)

I want to see red in a dark place (dark place)

I want to feel something

I want to fell something

I want to taste spit that isn't mine (isn't mine)

I want someone firm to draw the line (draw the line)

I want to see red when I'm blinded and be reminded to feel something

I want a back hand and a strict rule

I want a shortleash and a sharp pull (sharp pull)

I want to split in half till I feel full again

I want to play the fool (play the fool)

I want to feel something

I want to watch you leave a bruise

I want to be your tortured muse and I don't ever want to choose again

And I don't care if that's not real, I just want to feel

I just want to feel, I just want to feel, I just want to feel, I just want to feel

I just want to feel