We're at our high school prom while I'm trying to enjoy the night. You keep putting me off while you're own your phone. You're texting the cheerleader aren't you? Why won't you show me your phone? I'm done. I'm going home. I have no choice but to go with you cause of the rain. Stop touching me, I'm not letting you fuck me! You seduce me and I submit to your trap. I start riding you, but you say her name. You're just a worthless whore aren't you?! If you want me then look at me!