Hate my guts
Go ahead and punch me
kick me, push me,
like you don't like me...
let your friends think you want to fight me.
but when the doors close on them, you and I both know what happens,
kicking, screaming, moaning, scratching up my back to show your passion.
make them think you hate my guts. I'm fine with that. You and I both
know you love it when your riding that...
But thats strictly between me and you
So for now, i wont say too much
Other than
I hope all of your friends think you hate my guts.
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