I’m the type of girl whose names you keep
between the sheets,
The one you never tell your mama about, because
she raised you better than me
Better than girls who slide tequila down their
throats,
And your hands under their skirts,
Who leave never knowing your name,
But make sure you won’t forget theirs.
I desire her like I desire danger, a little mama’s
boy like me.
Passion suffocated for so long,
now set alight between the sheets
The taste of her still lingers, her smell tequila
gold.
And like her drink of choice, her name still leaves
I’ll set your sweet nothings alight with my me choked
tongue,
burn your flowers and run from the fire leaving She leaves a path of destruction, wherever it is
nothing but smoke she goes
I have a tendency to drop hearts like I drop to my Intoxicating like morphine, a lick of her lips is an
knees, overdose
and both will leave you begging for more. her smoke suffocates my innocence, now I’m
tainted by her fingerprints
You’re not my first but I will be your last, for tonight she’s mine, tomorrow she’ll be yours
there’ll never be another like me and yet who am I resist, when she climbs up on
And twenty years from now, as you smile at your all fours
wife to be,
you’ll wonder, I’ll never be the same,
Whatever happened to the wild one who set you She’s the one to blame.
free. And twenty years from now, as I smile at my wife
to be,
I’ll wonder,
Whatever happened to the wild one who set me
free.
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