When the man of the house threatens to put a leash on you,
The best step now is to see yourself out to force him to rue.
Oh, how they travel!
Fast like a wildfire and with a burn far superior.
Oh, how they begin!
Should not those lips burn with such flavor?
And though words fall like poison,
whispered like snakes and gentle
wind; and then they all unfold.
Dare you say another word?
Psst psst come here
I got a story about them
He did this to her
All because she did it to him
Just shut the fuck up
Quit posting your rumors
Can’t you see what it does
It gives you social tumors
Back off me, back off them
Live your own damn life
Believe me when I say
You’ll see a lot less strife
~Chrystal
Written on
September 16, 2005