miss red

tell me all your lies I don't really mind
 I like hearing about your amazing life,
of back then and sometime when,
sorry wasn't really listening,
 but I remember your crimson red hair
I remember those cold lips
that seemed to plant curses on each impact
I enjoyed it, I enjoyed you,
 i enjoyed trying to make you deserve,
but there was none of that,
 no shame could be brought upon you
 I tried hard, remember fucked you so hard you puked haha
but no shame in sight .i dig that,
 at first, i wrote you off,
even told the homie
yo you can have that, shes borderline bible thumper,
 that's not gonna work for me,
little did i know
 till the homie told me, you just needed to relax
 then the freak came out ,  then i was interested,
more then just that you were full blood irish like before
 well then,
I told old buddy ol ex-buddy, probably because of this,
" hey think your girl coming home with me tonight "see ya at work Monday" lol
no lie,
and well she  did, for 3 days
those 3 days I think i lost 8 pounds
enjoyed everything you possibly could sexually.
it was an experience I miss,
and if i ever get a chance
to wrap my fist around that red hair of yours again
 its on.