its late
its past midnight
im not feeling myself
your with me
and some how u have the power to
get inside my mind

i dont want to be here with you
but against my will i am
some how you make everything seem alright

you hand me a drink
and i say no im ok
but you force it in my hand and say drink it anyways

after the the third drink you kiss me softly on my neck
and say lets go a little futher
even though im tipsy i still know i dont want to

i tell you i just want to go home
you see me stand up and
stumble away
as you run to the door
and assure that ill be ok

im almost completely out of it
the liquor is getting to my head
i feel u pick me up and slowly lay me on ur matress

you unbutton my pants
and with the all my might
i try to push you off
but u move nowhere

you keep whispering its ok its ok
youll like it as u neter inside of me
i let out a cry n beg u to stop
but its as if im a thousand miles
because you pretend you dont hear me

you remind me that its my fault
its my fault that i snuck out of the house to b with u in the first place
and its my fault that i got so drunk
and no one will believe me

then u tell me how much u love me
and that itll b ok
your finished now
u got what you want

i lie there torn and sad and confused
im nothin any more im broken











 
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