i look into you eyes i hold the key this aint not love letter to you.i spit you out for fun good sex keeps me close i use you like i use asswipe dont be thinking dont be thinking dont be missing dont be my lover im running! when i close my eyes i lock myself up in a small room with no lights but candle light//so what you think of me now. your not a boy your a man you turn me on you touch me cus you can/ i dont know what is going on inside your fucked up head but i like when have sex.