Blackout

Ash in the sink

Lipstick on the glass

Can you do it slow

Girl I don't like it fast

Nails on my neck

You bite like you're tasting a crime

Jeans halfway down in the hallway

We don't even make it on time

Blackout in my throat

Every time you say my name like that

You drag me down your coast

Tide on my chest

I'm never fighting back

I'm fucked when you're this close

You turn my shame into a kind of praise

Blackout in my throat

You pour your poison

I drink it anyway

You talk like a curse

Every dirty word feels blessed

Laugh while you lie to my face

But your hips confess

Phone on the floor

It keeps buzzing

You don't even look

You ride like you're writing the ending

On every page I shook

Say it with your teeth

Spit it in my ear

Make it rough

Drag me through your heat

Scratch another mark in my back

You're bad

You're bad

You're the worst kind

Best I ever had

I'm lost

I'm glad

You're the only habit that still makes me mad

Blackout in my throat