Sore e

So enticing in your tight jeans
i had resolve and the means
i should have just let it pass
i am sorry i grabbed your ass

You kicked me well and true
My legs were swollen and blue
And boyfriend punched my face
So as to reiterate my disgrace

Saw stars my head was humming
While i knew i had it all coming
This bittersweet memory lingers
i confess but i blame my fingers