Drifted / Rope - Jamie Isaac

Smoke hips

Sorry, I didn’t notice

Tried my best to

But only you as my witness

Mistress

Take your time to undress

Messy lines to compress

Wasted time all alone

She told me

'Sorry, I can do better'

It fell away

Drifted with your punches

I wonder

How these doors were numbered

Maybe I’m uncovered

Must be more than hundreds

No, don’t let me

Beaten far too many

For my sake just to breathe

Wishing she was still mine

She told me

'Sorry, I can do better'

It fell away

Drifted with your punches

'Sorry, I can do better'

It fell away

Drifted with your punches

Wishing she was still mine