You blast your jets in different sets
releasing stress with excess sex
heavy breathing, and petting heavy
fore play is premature and petty, your dead inside already
your words are hallow and your actions full
of imprisoned like reactions, distractions, trying to pack a hole
and i'll be damned if you remember
while being mediforically dismembered
allegiance to the gender
playcate fate, cause the heart is tender
and now im a little cautious
its like love lost us
in fact i now know how cheap love can cost us......nothing
you break arrows from cupids bow
set your bar a little low
and still expect your hearts to grow
