Up the Neck - The Pretenders

Anger and lust my senses running amok

Bewildered and deluded, have i been hit by a truck?

When my tongue lay inside his lip

Felt like the time in the womb

But i woke up with a headache that split my skull

Alone in the room

I got down on the floor with my head pressed between my knees

Under the bed with my teeth sunk into my own flesh

I said «baby, oh sweetheart»

Lust turns to anger, a kiss to a slug

Something was sticky on your shag rug, look at the tile

I remember the way he groaned and moved with an animal skill

I rubbed my face in the sweat that ran down his chest

It was all very run of the mill

But i noticed his scent started to change somehow

His face went berserk and the veins bulged on his brow

I said «baby, oh sweetheart»

Bondage to lust, abuse of facility

Blackmailed emotions confuse the demon and devotee

I was sure his intentions were sweet

And that mine was as well

But a wish is a shot in the dark

When your coin’s down the well

I got out in the hall with my teeth in my head

Up to my neck and i said, said, said dead

I said «baby, oh sweetheart»