I believe in love and lust
but somehow I let love slide
I am a fiend, a whore
the one that guys talk about
the one that girls talk about
I believe I love him
that makes it alright
I cry out
"Why don't you love me?"
the senarios in my head
play themselves over and over
I try and make a decision
a choice that will prove righteous
I am sane and I am mighty
He walks in the room now
I slowly roll over and caress him
He moves toward me and I accept
decision was wrong, let it be.