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and my skin just blisters and burns
and you need to wait and take your turn
i'll sleep till i resume breathing
draining the raining of casual sex
and i will no longer try to impart you
and what exactly did i do
i can't abstain
picture perfect punctures
complete with dried up pink little scars
and you can't make me bleed
and you can't make me behave
and you can't make me crack
and you can't make me bleed
and you can't make me crack
and you can't make me behave
and you can't make me

cracking against the skin
no whipping or throwing
no welts, no bruising or scars
there's no reason to be alarmed
and you're so clever
i don't want to spend the night together
i don't want to spend the night together
with you. you know you'll be just fine
the times i listened to you whine
and you can't make me behave
and you can't make me behave
and you can't make me
think the things you say to me
not based on really anything
not delivering what you'd said you bring
always dampening and harshing the effect
and you can't make me crack