“This is the first and last time”, he said
She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his
He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides
He’s holding back from telling her exactly what it really feels like
He is the lamb, she is the slaughter
She’s moving way too fast
and all he wanted was to hold her
Nothing that he tells her is really having an effect
He whispers that he loves her, but she’s probably only looking for…”
Brand New
