Tough Love
She does krav maga in a mauve lace bra
While I stare in awe ‘cause it turns me on
Stone cold sober feeling wasted
Bite my bloody lip and sip the best I’ve ever tasted
She’s a hit from every angle
I love my angry angel
I’ve got one on my left shoulder,
One on my right
One’s a tender lover
One’s intending to fight
Leaving me to wonder which I’ll get tonight
Alright, caught in the strangle
I love my angry angel
She loves me strong, she loves me hard
But when she’s gone, she leaves me scarred
And wanting more
And more for sure
Tied up and tangled
I love my angry angel
I try to keep her humble
With a little rough and tumble
Still I end up crying uncle
‘cause she just won’t stop
I’m always on a mission
Trying to find a new position
Though she often leaves me wishing
‘cause she likes it on top
She tends to beat me senseless
Whatever my defenses
Nothing seems to raise my senses
Like her angst will
I love my angry angel
I stand there waiting
Anxiously anticipating
Blood pumping, ears ringing
She comes in swinging
Before I know what hits me
There’s a fat lady singing
It’s a knockout
My heart’s about to pop out
She walks out with a smile
My pants in a pile around my ankles
I love my angry angel
Every young buck would like to get him a piece
She won’t hesitate to chop them off at the knees
She’s a hand grenade and unafraid to pull the key
Put them on a hook and let them dangle
I love my angry angel
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