Here in America
A party with trusted friends Spiced rum Beer pong Strip Uno The sober one calling the shots Every turn, I lost Keep drinking Keep stripping Eyes mercilessly peeling off the layers Game over Bed time Separate rooms What was I wearing? The smell of liquor on my breath? The inability to think? The inability to stand? Completely numb But he just wants to cuddle He must be lonely Hands on my waist Moving up Moving down A whirlwind of no's in my head But nothing on my lips but his So that must mean yes Because the difference between a no and a yes Is a bottle of Captain Morgan The taste of his tongue on mine It tasted like a no I wish I had the power to scream out loud Not just in my mind This was private property My property But he claimed it for his own And if I were actually property There would be justice He left I cried Can't say anything They'll think I lied Because here in America The difference between a no and a yes Is a bott...