lusts of the flesh~with the sexy Highlyfunctional

 
my spirit tattoed and lonely
tattooed with the feel of you...the stain of your flesh

you marked me irretrievably broken and yours
beneath the whiskey moon
broke the way only a woman who's been loved hard knows

broken souls require tether, sweetheart...my mark is my brand
you need rules to break and punishment for breaking ‘em
I provide both and sometimes it hurts

bits of your bone and soul unify with mine
my body cries mutiny it's no longer under my control
I know I will never be the same
beneath my pale skin where you store all your secrets...I'm yours

Your body needed command and I took the helm
what good are secrets if I can’t exhale them into your mouth

you don't know it yet but you won't ever love another no, not like me
I stole a piece of you when you entered to worship at my shrine

I covet the very breath of you--
as it escapes your body in groans and whispers
while you bury your sin deep inside me

there will never be another love who’ll tame the dark like me
beating it back with my alcoholic prayers
giving you access to the gods...my body your exalted grounds

I’ve made many sacrifices on the altar of whiskey and shame
when you pray, make sure you’re on your knees
you have a body made for sin; I just oblige
lovers love, cheaters cheat—our thing can’t be defined

tattoed by your soul and you're mine
the divinity of our lust is played out in the flesh