Here in this dark cubbyhole,
I can't take anymore.
These small gifts of giving pleasure
turn to torture.
Here in this dark cubbyhole,
a kiss is a taste of bliss
but it just leaves me yearning for
more and more and more.
It left our eyes rippling like the ocean.
Two hearts accelerate, blood is pumping.
And I want closer, I just want
sweat and skin now,
but you won't let me in
won't let me in.
Leave me to go insane
on the other side of the cot?
How could you do this, how...
Been crawling through the desert
for years, I say.
Crows circle above, and I'm burnt to
the core today,
and you're not a mirage; I can
taste your lips --
here you are an ocean, just taunting
me with sips.
Have mercy, my gothic beauty
your dark and sexy but you play with my feelings
you rile me up and leave me raw
a soft kiss from tender lips then
a fist in a jaw, a fist in the jaw.
Turn me on, then blow me off.
Show me flames, feed me frost.
You choke and turn your back again.
You just won't let me in.
Sometimes I think
you'll never
let me in.
Just look in my eyes, I'm dead inside.
Here I lay, thirsty soul open wide.
Taunt and tease, I'm on my knees.
You hold the knife, do I heal or die?
I'm just not here nor there again.
No closer to falling away then falling in.
Right where you seem to want me.
I'm an unwilling slave and you're taunting.
You won't let me go,
but you won't let me in.
I try to leave, you
pull me back again.
I feel the vicious in you, too, so
how could my hunger scare you?
I won't rip you in two.
I won't break you, the goal
is a moment of swelling unity.
I've had this longing
for so damn long now
and yet you keep me here
with you on the tip of
my tounge, dear.
And I can bear the torture
if I know it'll end in release
but your a teeter-totter
could you please
just give in
and let me in, but
you say I'm too intense
just too intense.
You're in between the yes and no again.
A constant question that you're just not answering.
You say you're tired and intoxicated as my desire is growing,
you woke me up with a taste and now I'm overflowing.
Why are you so afraid?
Remember your promise yesterday?
Why are you so afraid?
Remember those things you said?
Why are you so afraid?
I just want your everything.
Why am I so angry?
Frustration seems to be fate.
Your terrified at the threshold, yet you just
keep me cornered here with arms and eyes
feeding my tounge beneath your shirt,
feeding an urge you won't let me satisfy.
Patience isn't always a payoff,
it's persistence that pays.
I got to believe you'll let me in,
you play like you're fast asleep,
and I can't blink.
You've got to deal with the fire
that you've been endlessly feeding.
You got to know intensity
isn't a bad thing.
I can't take anymore.
These small gifts of giving pleasure
turn to torture.
Here in this dark cubbyhole,
a kiss is a taste of bliss
but it just leaves me yearning for
more and more and more.
It left our eyes rippling like the ocean.
Two hearts accelerate, blood is pumping.
And I want closer, I just want
sweat and skin now,
but you won't let me in
won't let me in.
Leave me to go insane
on the other side of the cot?
How could you do this, how...
Been crawling through the desert
for years, I say.
Crows circle above, and I'm burnt to
the core today,
and you're not a mirage; I can
taste your lips --
here you are an ocean, just taunting
me with sips.
Have mercy, my gothic beauty
your dark and sexy but you play with my feelings
you rile me up and leave me raw
a soft kiss from tender lips then
a fist in a jaw, a fist in the jaw.
Turn me on, then blow me off.
Show me flames, feed me frost.
You choke and turn your back again.
You just won't let me in.
Sometimes I think
you'll never
let me in.
Just look in my eyes, I'm dead inside.
Here I lay, thirsty soul open wide.
Taunt and tease, I'm on my knees.
You hold the knife, do I heal or die?
I'm just not here nor there again.
No closer to falling away then falling in.
Right where you seem to want me.
I'm an unwilling slave and you're taunting.
You won't let me go,
but you won't let me in.
I try to leave, you
pull me back again.
I feel the vicious in you, too, so
how could my hunger scare you?
I won't rip you in two.
I won't break you, the goal
is a moment of swelling unity.
I've had this longing
for so damn long now
and yet you keep me here
with you on the tip of
my tounge, dear.
And I can bear the torture
if I know it'll end in release
but your a teeter-totter
could you please
just give in
and let me in, but
you say I'm too intense
just too intense.
You're in between the yes and no again.
A constant question that you're just not answering.
You say you're tired and intoxicated as my desire is growing,
you woke me up with a taste and now I'm overflowing.
Why are you so afraid?
Remember your promise yesterday?
Why are you so afraid?
Remember those things you said?
Why are you so afraid?
I just want your everything.
Why am I so angry?
Frustration seems to be fate.
Your terrified at the threshold, yet you just
keep me cornered here with arms and eyes
feeding my tounge beneath your shirt,
feeding an urge you won't let me satisfy.
Patience isn't always a payoff,
it's persistence that pays.
I got to believe you'll let me in,
you play like you're fast asleep,
and I can't blink.
You've got to deal with the fire
that you've been endlessly feeding.
You got to know intensity
isn't a bad thing.
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