You don’t have to do it
If you don’t want to do it
You can put on your blouse and walk away

If only you could, you would
Look a little further
You can see him writhing on the ground

The past the present transcends the future
Though you still think that it’s quite impossible
But you want to keep you hands off,
You want to keep your hands full
And indulge in your lonely bedroom encounters

Now the bed sheets are undone and you’re all alone
Still you want to come around just to see him
But you want to fantasize him, you want to reminisce it
When u let him in your bed last December

You don’t have to love him
If you only want to kill him
You don’t have to hide under the stairs
The moment that you want has come
Sooner than expected
Alright... Its time you draw the curtains down
(you make no sound)

And it really, really, makes no sense at all
Especially when you’ve got him in your stupid little bag
Do you really think he knows these things at all
He’s just your piece of rag, but now he’s slowly coming back