For Your Pleasure

I lie beside, I'm tied
make-up on my dress
Her vicious game begins
It's just one minute past

I grow thinner
I grow weak, but I know I must stay
'cause I'm to keep your loneliness away

"I like your taste" she says
"because you taste like me"
The scenery proceeds
It's just one minute past

I grow thinner
I grow weak, but I know I must stay
'cause I'm to keep your loneliness away
I'm locked up by your device
and I'm to fill your loneliness with lies

I will not decide for her