Sick Kiss
Emma Copp
You tell me you're sick
I give you a kiss
Ignoring the warning sign
You'll never commit
I lean further in
At least when you're here you're mine
Never found myself properly weak in the knees
I just go all weak in the head
Every time you warn me just what to expect
And I beg for more instead
When you tell me you're sick
I give you a kiss--
A sad excuse for a modern feminist
Who's wеak in the head with
Pride long past dеad
Still ready to crawl right
Back in your bed
