Ms. Leading you taught me what I didn’t need to know
How did you mark the occasion a silver stamp across your thigh
How many men have their hands on your skirt?
in an attempt to salvage self respect you simply could have slapped their wrists
How many times did you let yourself go?
Think back a couple weeks a couple months just how longs this been going on?
Hold on now, don’t tell me, pretend this didn’t happen
my my lust for ignorance but I lust for you
You were the only one that didn’t fold
Its in you my dear
I attempt to turn light on the situation that’s so dim
How many dresses were over your face
In an attempt to make a life worthwhile you could have stopped it years ago
How many times did you let yourself go
Think back a couple weeks a couple months just how longs this been going on?
Hold on now don’t tell me, pretend this never happened
Now my lust for ignorance like I lust for you
You were the only one that didn’t fold