Helpless Plea
I never asked for you
You spewed me into it all and now I stand alone wanting
You'll never get it out of me I promise you that much
You yearn to hear it and at times I feel as though I'll buckle
under your helpless plea
I'm not afraid… the weight of your indignation weighs on me
and would probably frighten all others you've tamed
but to me you will always be the one true bastard
the one that drew me in and spoke so prettily
and all for the words you expect
no utterances come from my lips
Only the crafty smile of the one who knows no other way
Yes… you'd probably get it from the rest
But from me… you will get my contempt
for your helpless plea
to be loved