Remember this
Sweet love you'll miss;
Since now
Your lips
Won't feel a kiss.

You are alone,
Talk on the phone;
You hate
Your own
Unpleasant home.

Show me what you've got,
Tell me something hot,
And maybe I'll be really smut
Instead of being nut.

Blow up my mind,
And I'll stay blind;
My senses
Left me
Far behind.

Turn off the light,
I'll hold you tight;
I know
You won't
Fall out of sight.