Some Kind Of Game

I remember my breath 

How it made me feel this way 

It shaped, bent and turned 

my pretty little hands into clay

I know that I have betrayed 

For adding pocket full of secrets from the start

And I’m like ooooo

When you call my name 

You put my charming little heart to shame 

Your mouth is like a chess floor

Mingling closer to my pawns

My plow maneuvers slowly

And I become stuck and stuck and stuck 

Cause well, I’m just afraid 

That this must be some kind of game 

I can’t help but feel this way 

And it makes me feel good inside

Like a female rebel who never gets to display 

Or is it you who is nervous 

To rupture my growth apart 

So you get me inside your plan

Ahhh please be selfish for once

You little fucker 

How do you make me this high 

With out no drink, no smoke or coke 

Is this all just a lieeeee? 

So how could you 

Be so dismay 

Come on and speak the truth 

The way you make me feel

If it’s me that you want 

then come get what you want 

I’ll be waiting on the chess floor 

This must be some kind of game