Readjusting Very Literally

I hate you.
But it's lust, all the same.
You caught me, corrupted
and I tripped into the game.

I shouldn't have...
I shouldn't have asked for the cigarette.
I shouldn't have brought you home.
I shouldn't have left her behind, smirking.
I shouldn't have gone with you, alone.

I should have...
I should have stayed rigid.
I should have kept saying no.
I should have turned and ran.
I should have just let you go.

But it was everything I experienced
that led me so very astray
I mean, shit. "Tall, dark, and handsome,"
What the fuck else was I going to say?

I said no. Over, and over.
But you were so persistant.
And no one in their right mind
would have meant no.

And then we were sitting...

And your voice was so soothing.
So dark, so melodic, with that accent..

And your eyes were so dark,
In the most lustful of ways.

And your hands, that kept crawling
so persistant, but not invasive.

And then your lips, on my neck
And your hand, guiding mine
Straight to that bulge of passion

Kisses that I'll never forget
Logic that I'll always regret

It was so wrong, but I was so weak
And you made me feel like less of a freak

That foreplay I've never since found
But sex that ended once we hit the ground

That foreplay, that voice that fucked with my head
But that sex... wasn't worth the time in my bed.