Rope

I've been no good no go-good at all
And I'm not gonna tell you why
I don't need some pathetic sympathetic ear
I just want a boy, to tie me down and make me fuckin' cry

I want a thick rope, on a tight waist (tight waist)
I want a rough hand on a softface (softface)
I want to see red in a dark place (dark place)
I want to feel something
I want to fell something

I want to taste spit that isn't mine (isn't mine)
I want someone firm to draw the line (draw the line)
I want to see red when I'm blinded and be reminded to feel something

I want a back hand and a strict rule
I want a shortleash and a sharp pull (sharp pull)
I want to split in half till I feel full again
I want to play the fool (play the fool)
I want to feel something

I want to watch you leave a bruise
I want to be your tortured muse and I don't ever want to choose again
And I don't care if that's not real, I just want to feel
I just want to feel, I just want to feel, I just want to feel, I just want to feel
I just want to feel