Until I rationalize my emotions
I have not much to say
Till you speak up
And ask me questions
I will not answer

Uncertain I am about things
Undecided is the look in your eyes
Your sure you want to try to be friends
But you say "at least for now!"
What the hell does that mean?!

That when you realize we can't be friends
You'll change your mind again
That can't be normal
Not even in this life of sin
My emotions just can't seem to win

I don't know whether I never want to wash again
Just because you touched my skin
Or scrub away till I smell you on my skin no more
Do you think I wanted to be your whore
But I think I am and nothing more

I feel so sure when your done with me
Hurt on the inside like you wouldn't believe
When I sit, I cringe
Knowing it will happen again
I won't say I hate it

I can't promise I don't lie
And say I don't have fun
Obviously i seem to enjoy it
I keep coming back for more
God damn, why am I your whore?

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