Sex

Get your sex out of my bed
The infectious life sucking sex
You disgust me

I cleaned those sheets for day
Then I threw them away
And finally
I took them outside
Poured enough lighter fluid on them
To blow up a small town
And I torched those suckers

Sex is the disease
That flowed out of them
And onto me
Onto my sheets
And into my dreams
... or nightmares

Sex, get away from me

You're slippery under my feet
Making sure that I always slip
Whenever I'm not looking

That's just who you are
A tricky little mind game

I don't need you
And I wish I didn't want you
But until you become somethings
That doesn't always destroy everything

It's best that you just leave me be