i got lost in your mothers house,
stumbling from room to room
looking for the door that would
lead me back to the dinner table.

i wound up in your bedroom, and what
i saw scared me away forever,
a grown man strapped to the bed, trying
to scream with a gag in his throat.

did you think i would like this
did you think it would set the mood
did you think i would want to join in or
did you just not think about me at all?

you came looking for me, and
found a man going through you things
as another man was screaming through
a ball gag and a leather mask.

i found you whip in your drawers and
screamed "what is this shit, irene?"
you fumbled your words and tried to act
like you could hide it all, likes its nothing.

are you so immature you think you
could get away with this, are you so
insane as to start it at all, i just cant believe
i wasted my time on this s'n'm loving freak.

did you think i would like this
did you think it would set the mood
did you think i would want to join in or
did you just not think about me at all?