I'm not falling over your old mistakes
I'm living them and making them my own
His eyes
They see everything I am
Everything you couldnt be
My eyes
Faded to leave
Just like you
But I laugh and breathe
He'll tell me come on home
Into the arms of this stranger
You'll love the infinate danger
So ma
Come on home
See yourself
In a strangers arms
Hey little bear this is for you
For I befriended you and made you love me
Love me Love me Love me
Hey little bear
Show me a big smile
You know the smile smile
Like when you nibble my nipples
Oh little bear little bear
You could never bear little
You come and come as you please
Little bear
Your bath water is overflowing.
Tomorrow I’ll come straight in from work
And I’ll clench my teeth and wash offthe dirt
And you’ll greet me with your new ringtone
Then I’ll ask you to take me to a cheap show
Ohhhh
Tomorrow you’ll come straight home from work
And you’ll see me there with just a skirt on
And I’ll greet you with a fresh cup of tea
And then you’ll say “you’re the right girl for me yea”
Ohhhhh
Then we’ll move our bodies fake
And take a walk across the lake
And cheer on the crowds who cheer the baseball teams
Then we’d make love all night
Cause we got our bodes right
And you’ll finally teach me how to fully scream
Ohhhhh
Don’t you remember?
Rah did ah did ah did ah did ah
When I was down
I staid down
To get back up I would be
A sinner
Found myself asking your name
Forever in my head it staid
And I said Jake please stay awhile
And I said Jake please make me smile
And I said Jake I’m fallen and I’ll
Say Jake I need you now
I’ve never felt so selfish
And needy
But your heart is my heart
Repeated
And I have a need to be something
To someone, somewhere
We both got two hands
Along with two feet
And they bring us to each other immediately
And I touch you
And you feel me
And I’ll start to say words
And you’ll agree
Then I’ll hang my head
Oh I’ll hang my head
To hold in the laughter
That’s coming right after
Oh I’ll hang my head
And you’ll lift my chin
And that’s when I said
And that’s when I said
Jake I need you now
So wont you please stay awhile
Don’t you know you make me smile
Sailor lost at sea
Try and find your way
But not back to me
Lift those anchors high
And float
On by on by
Sailor lost at Sea
Don’t come back to me
Oh sailor
Will you lift those sails on high
Oh sailor
Tip your hat as I swim on by
Oh sailor
Don’t you come lookin for me
Oh sailor
I hope you die at sea
Cause I move like a wave
And I move far away
Look at the mess I am.
My skin is warm but my heart is cold, all because my blood does not pump through my own veins.
I dress myself to any mans taste, and I hear the other women judging my customs.
I make my face a work of art because I know it cannot be touched.
I hear the narrator opening my act, and I abandon all hope as enter the stage.
The narrator then turns on my song and I perform my well-rehearsed act.
Moving my hips and my lips, I make my character real.
I look in the eyes of these strangers every night, some patrons some saints.
Tonight my eyes connected and locked on him. He was a patron.
He would always visit the other girls’ acts on Monday and Wednesday.
Today is Friday and his attention is on me.
I heard he was loaded. I heard he had high standards. I heard he was young and gorgeous.
I’m nervous but fiendish, so I slowly dance my way towards him till I’m almost lusting on top off him.
He smiles at me as he leans forward to watch my every imperfection.
He slowly reached in his pocket and got his tokens of appreciation ready.
My nerve turned into infatuation as his little green love notes covered my curves and my performance area.
His eyes ate me up as I began shedding my first layer of skin.
I’m so cold and exposed, but that’s what I want him to think.
Maybe so he would want to hold me and make me his.
My act was almost done and his eyes were dilated, and that arouses me.
So I crawl towards him intensely and this makes him push everything in front of him away.
My act is coming to an end and my face was right in front of his.
Breathless,
weightless, and faceless I made his lips touch my own.
His lips made my
collapsed veins push x amounts of blood through the tiny rivers in my
corpse.
I’ve never been so alive, I’ve never noticed how departed I was. I was in the wrong though.
Finally noticing my error, I grabbed my flowers and pardons and ran to the dressing room.
I’m in love with a fucking tipper.
I’m a fucking mess.
I’m a fucking stripper.