Sweet Valium High - Charlotte Sometimes

You can have me dye my pale skin

You can beat me, I’ll love you while I bruise

You can take me, drug my chapped lips

You can hurt me, I’ll love you while I trip

But do you think of her — hands on my waist?

And do you think of me when she screams your name?

Don’t want you to drug me up, it all just hurts too much

Don’t want you to drug me up, your torture was meant to be love

Do you want it?

Cause when you fuck me

You are loving me and I am owning you

Do you hate me?

Want to teach me that my place with you

Is lying on my knees?

But do you think of her — hands on my waist?

And do you think of me when she screams your name?

Don’t want you to drug me up, it all just hurts too much

Don’t want you to drug me up, your torture was meant to be love

We can have a pretty house

We can have a pretty car

We can have pretty things

I know that’s what you are