I do…I do…I do…
…because it’s every part of you.
Do you know what it’s like
to yearn for someone with your skin,
yet know each lust’s a mortal sin?
Could you even know how hard it is
For her to separate the world that’s his?
Can you grasp a piece of sense
Or talk without being so tense?
Could you let go of me as such
Or is that asking way too much?
Could you stop asking me why
When you know I’ll never lie…
Will you ever understand
That she only wants your hand
she wants that… so she’ll demand;
Not a thought, a whim or dream
nor your tears, nor their stream…
Princess wants without a need
and she’ll take until you’ll bleed
Feed her ego, feed her greed….