Maybe we were plotting this
Maybe we were plotting this
You miss the crazy, don't you?
Shove every cock in me
So... you like my nails?
Buildup for a finish
Clothes fall like leaves in autumn
You were slutty in highschool too
My cable just ran out, neighbor
All i know is i want you
Can't wait to be inside
When you agree to anything...
Here's another happy ending