take the rip and fall to the floor emptiness is your whore faithfully arouse you each night to a searing seduction of lies till you know not which way you go the whole world seems to ebb and flow you can't see clearly with the blood dripping in your eyes with his tongue between your heart and his hand sliding up your thigh but you sit steadily like church on sunday, you knew the way he preached but you could tell the real thing by the way he looked at you and you convulse splendidly trying so hard not to think just to breathe but how can i overlook you when your begging me on your knees