The Pretenders
Pretenders

Up The Neck

Track A3
 
Anger and lust My senses running amok Bewildered and deluded Have I been hit by a truck? When my tongue lay inside his lip Felt like the time in the womb But I woke up with a headache that split my skull Alone in the room I got down on the floor with my head pressed between my knees Under the bed with my teeth sunk into my own flesh I said, "Baby, oh, sweetheart" Lust turns to anger A kiss to a slug Something was sticky On your shag rug, look at the tile I remember the way he groaned And moved with an animal skill I rubbed my face in the sweat that ran down his chest It was all very run of the mill But I noticed his scent started to change somehow His face went berserk and the veins bulged on his brow I said, "Baby, oh, sweetheart" Bondage to lust Abuse of facility Blackmailed emotions confuse The demon and devotee I was sure his intentions were sweet And that mine was as well But a wish is a shot in the dark When your coin's down the well I got out in the hall with my teeth in my head Up to my neck and I said, said, said, "Dead" I said, "Baby, oh, sweetheart"
 
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