I could [bad word] you
In a heartbeat 
You think you're so special 
Think you're so sweet 
What are you trying 
Don't even tempt me 
Soon you'll be crying 
And wishing you'd dreamt me

You'll be calling out my name 
When you need someone to blame

I could [bad word] you 
It would be easy 
Watching you suffer 
Girl, it would please me 
But I wouldn't touch you 
With my little finger 
I know it would [bad word] you 
My memory would linger

You'd be crying out in pain 
Begging me to play my games

I could [bad word] you 
It would be ugly 
They could sedate you 
But what good would [bad word] be 
But I wouldn't touch you 
Put my hands on your hips 
It would be too much to 
Place my lips on your lips

You'd be calling out my name 
Begging me to play my games