Condtions of Trust

Trust

Little, tender, broken thing

Lust

Key to be controlling

Love

Is a weapon I can understand

Because

I wilted over and over for you

Blood

Never spilled, and what a shame

Fuck

I would've left if you had hit me

Cum

Some other kind of currency

Trust

There's someone looking back at me

Love

You'd let me sell my fingertips

One by one

Before you'd lend a hand

You know

You know

I'm a fool and I am naked

And you

Want no-one else to take it

When darkness overtakes me

The weight of imperfection

I believe every word you said

I repeat until my breath ends

It's not me

It's not me

It's not me

It's not me

It's not me

It's not me

It's not me

It's not me

It's not me

It's not me

It's not me

It's not me

Do you love me?

Do you hate me?

Am I pretty?

Am I healthy?

Would you pay me

Just to taste me?

Then you'd hate me

Cuz I'm stealing all your

Money

But you'd sex me

My body

My body

Come worship at the altar

Your deity

If you'd let me

Do you crave me?

Do you need me?

My body

My body

My body

My body

My body