I'm cute and small
and such a fragile little whore
and you know I want it all
love, money, and more, more, more
I told my psychiatrist
that something is wrong with me
forget the medicines and cutting wrist
now my sugar daddy is all I can see
he doesn't call me love, or sweetheart
he calls me babydoll and little one
he fucks me like I'm a piece of art
and like 6 times in a row, that's how much he makes me cum
you can say he's being mean
I know it sounds like he's a bad boy
cause he's forty six and I'm nineteen
but when he kisses me I can feel I'm not just a toy
love love love
what is it good for? absolutely nothing
i love him.
I fucking love him.
