Boy Harsher Swing
[Spoken]
My knees touch the floor
The couch is nice and soft and possibly velvet of the lightest color blue
Tell him to kill me
I'm looking him straight in the eyes
I want you to kill me
How many ways can I say it?
Everybody knows what I'm talking about
I've been biting my lips, again
I've just been waiting, again
It's all so funny, it's never been this f..cking funny before
His teeth are one of the better parts
I like seeing them, his eyes close up a little when they come out
His fingers are so long, like I never noticed before
I'm just sitting here, looking for pressure points
But really I just want to take his hands and place them in my mouth
Really just want him to push his thumbs deep into my neck
I'm not kidding
Tell me you will be okay
Swing with me now
Tell me you will go away
