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 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