The echoes of your nails across my back
Scraping skin to find my blood
The rush of bitter lust, tainted broken trust
To make you mine
The dampness left clinging from your cunt
Should I ever dare be so blunt
I saw you caught in doubt, your moans betrayed your mouth
And made you mine
The ring on your finger paid for lent
Your cunt was only mine for rent
All you left behind is the echo in my mind
You are mine
