dirty Harry's girl

    
you're a dead fly in the menstrual blood of life
stuck to a Tampax pad waiting to get flushed
 
you're dirty
a low down stinking kind of man
still, I cling to your filth
 
your stench turns me on
heady and musky
smells like sex
 
you know the raw kind
get up all in your business kind
rutting on all fours like animals
 
I hate you for making me feel this
you're a dead end on a one-way street
it's always your way or get lost babe
 
hitchhiking through my mind with your perversions
you've changed who I am
I'm forever altered
I'm more gritty, more raw, just more
 
you know how it goes
charming the ladies
turning heads with your cock of the walk attitude
all the women love it
 
I can't do it anymore
not me darlin  
 
my feelings can't transform
they can't morph and change shape the way your's can
form of a ***lying cheating scumbag***
yeah you know it
 
the one thing you couldn't change
the one thing you wanted to  
was to be a better man  
it was enough for me you wanted it
 
fuck you for leaving me-  
stranded with this confusion
 
I love you  
I fucking hate you
blah, blah, blah
 
I'm more like you now
I would make you proud baby
maybe someday there might be an us
 
two dogs rutting  
no labels just be who we are skin deep
that would be enough for me
 
I think...