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I begged you to stay for the night, to hold me in your arms so I could sleep
But in your mind I was asking for something else
When I asked you to stay what did you hear instead?
When I said just to sleep at which point did you not understand?
You wanted hot skin and slick flesh so close a nun would blush before putting a ruler between us.
I think that is the difference between us
I say what I mean and mean what I say
You like to play games and expect me to know what you want
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