Lara Firdevs.

Now you suck
          	We wanna talk about sex but we're not allowed
          	Well, we may not like it but you better learn how
          	'Cause it's your turn now
          	Boy, you're wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies
          	Now, what's on your nasty old mind?
          	So how should I begin this?
          	I guess it started when you were with him
          	And how he never even took you out to dance
          	But did he fuck with any rhythm?
          	But now he's playing with your head
          	But did he ever make you cum?
          	Did he ever make you cry?
          	Do the wires in your mind get sewn together
          	Rubbed and severed by the heat
          	And you don't know how long I could stare into your picture
          	And wish that it was me
          	I guess it's different 'cause you love him
          	But I've got an interactive
          	Sick and twisted imagination
          	And that's gotta count for something
          	We wanna talk about sex but we're not allowed
          	Well, you may not like it but you'd better learn how
          	'Cause it's your turn now
          	You're wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies
          	Get your face between my thighs
          	I dreamt I was standing in your doorstep
          	Licking sweat off of your forehead
          	With your finger in my mouth
          	And the sound when leather jackets hit the ground
          	You should hear when you're not around
          	When it's just us horny poets
          	Who can't wait to write it down
          	Swear we were only being being honest
          	Do you like these little sonnets?
          	'Cause I wrote them just for you
          	How quickly they turn sour
          	So be careful who you screw
          	And never call
          	And I'm starting to suspect
          	You don't intend to do anything you say at all
          	We wanna talk about sex but we're not allowed
          	Well, you may not like it but you'd better learn how
          	'Cause it's your turn now
          	You're wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies
          	Now, what's on your nasty old mind?
          	All by yourself, sittin' alone
          	I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
          	All by yourself, sittin' alone
          	I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
          	All by yourself, sittin' alone
          	I hope we're still friends, yeah, I hope you don't mind
          	All by yourself, sittin' alone