Pretty little thing
Desperate for a favor
A glance or a graze
Your adoration is adorable
It's almost enough to give in
You would accept anything wouldn't you?
Whether it be punishment or praise
It's all the same to you
Anything for attention
For the drug that you covet
Where is your pride?
Your dignity?
Have you lost it all for me?
Addicted to my presence
Your desperation clouds your gaze
And makes you all the more willing for me
Such a pitiful little thing
So pliable and sweet
Yet nothing more than
A sinner who craves piety