Contempt for Modesty

I can sit counting, counting every minute
Life slowly unravels
Supernatural torture
Knowing you were leaving I savored the unweaving
If you really stay in touch it'll be a first
She said "Sit down, be calm, be cool
Don't let your thinking get the best of you"
If what I say is true then I'm terrified of what she might do
You can take off all your clothes if you don't care who knows
Your contempt for any modesty is special for me
Go out of your way to ruin every day
I don't care what you wear
But you seem to think that I want to
She said "Don't be possessive with me
And then you can own all of me"
I'm tangled and mangled by her callous charm
All I know is that I don't want to go home