Dance With You

I will not dance with you no more.
 My legs, my feet, my face is so sore.
 I have been loving you so long;
 I have been loving you so wrong.
 I hold onto you as you hold onto me;
 I'm afraid to come.
 I wait there for you as you wait here for me;
 I'm afraid to come.
 I will not dance with you no more.
 My lips, my face, my dick is so sore.
 Tell me who you'd rather be;
 The fool in you, the king in me.
 I hold onto you as you hold onto me;
 I'm afraid to come.
 As I wait there for you, you wait here for me;
 I'm afarid to come.
 Here, in my room, on the floor,
 With the blade in your hand,
 I see you bleed.
 You always bleed.
 These numbered days
 Are on your skin.
 I hold onto you, as you hold onto me;
 I'm afraid to come.