Baby like my heart in ocean waves I threaten to succumb to wounds Desire disguised as needs call my name Comfortable shoes, a classical beauty The manicured hands of compromise I'm drowning in what I could become Drowning, drowning Virgo could be my gender Virgo could be my sexuality Virgo in narrative lust Virgo in unhappy ending I don't know what I like more The desire or the torture I love them all but don't want them Don't need to be wanted Hotly spayed virgin in heat Without any thunder ******************* My femininity is both weapon and wound There's nothing I'm afraid of, I assure you I mix the poison, hold the cup Marked by my lipstick up to your mouth The struggle's between my soft skin And the claws that I hide within Like all good people and aristocrats I know how to have a good time Why I refuse to is my own problem I'm a siren calling from the shoreline Virgo in high fantasy I don't know what I like more The desire or the torture I love them all but don't want them Don't need to be wanted Hotly spayed virgin in heat Without any power ******************* (baby I know how to come) I destroy my attraction to strangers Imagine them standing above my body Watching their struggle to want me Their sheets, their mother's echo The humidity in their bedroom And just like that, I lose interest Lose it, lose it all Virgo could be my gender Virgo could be my sexuality Virgo in narrative lust Virgo in unhappy ending I don't know what I like more The desire or the torture I love them all but don't want them Don't need to be wanted Hotly spayed virgin in heat Without any power ******************* Just like Virgo in high fantasy But baby I know how to come
