It's okay...
I can still feel the lingering touch of your lips locked onto mine
How lovingly you caressed my hair, how you stroked my neck and smelled my skin.
The way I tried to push you off when you tugged at my unbuttoned jeans
How lovingly you caressed my hair, how you stroked my neck and smelled my skin.
The way I tried to push you off when you tugged at my unbuttoned jeans
How they got stuck down at my feet, while you forced my reluctant legs apart.
I can still feel the slimy looks I got as I ran away, with a phone I took on the way out
I can still feel the slimy looks I got as I ran away, with a phone I took on the way out
How I fainted in the middle of the road, and how quickly He came and drove me home
I remember how He then stroked my hair, much the same way you did earlier, how He said; it's okay.
"It's okay, you don't have to lie to me"..
I remember how He then stroked my hair, much the same way you did earlier, how He said; it's okay.
"It's okay, you don't have to lie to me"..
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