You know I'm using you, that you mean nothing to me, merely a wallet for me to sink my claws into; yet you always come back for more. You love it. Being the little toy that I take out from the shelf for entertainment when I'm bored. Breaking you when I'm through, so that no one else may play. I'm a spoiled brat, a bitch. You love it, though you wish you didn't. You wish you knew how to quit me, but there's no end. You look into my eyes, staring at the smirk that stretches on my full lips as I tease and mock you, and fall harder. Your pain, giving me such pleasure as I drain you dry. Your lo...

You know I'm using you, that you mean nothing to me, merely a wallet for me to sink my claws into; yet you always come back for more. You love it. Being the little toy that I take out from the shelf for entertainment when I'm bored. Breaking you when I'm through, so that no one else may play. I'm a spoiled brat, a bitch. You love it, though you wish you didn't. You wish you knew how to quit me, but there's no end. You look into my eyes, staring at the smirk that stretches on my full lips as I tease and mock you, and fall harder. Your pain, giving me such pleasure as I drain you dry. Your lows bring me joy. Sinking you down into the dirt where a little bottom feeder like you belongs. Bubble gum stuck to the bottom of my shoe that I smear along the pavement. A stupid, hopeless pig that oinks without hesitation. You have no choice.