you think you're in control
you revel in the power your words seem to hold
let me tell you i'm the ringmaster here
and this is all part of the show
you like to see me squirm
and you like to tease
you think some harsh words can pin me down
but it is my own weight keeping me underneath
a command of yours can easily fall on deaf ears
but i choose to listen to your words
how long until you realise
i'm not the wide eyed doll you can shape to what you prefer?
i have you wrapped around my little finger
my every gasp for air is calculated
it matches the glint in your eyes
and the pressure of your digits
all it takes for your undoing
is a little flutter of my lashes
a pouty retort against your orders
and i've got you dancing for me, baby
understand you're only big and bad when i say you are
who's in charge, dear?
