You walked in with the biggest smile I'd seen, like this wasn't a bit demeaning. You tied up your hair and without a single word... You took off your shoes and folded your clothes. You thought I'd be careful, I told you I was - but all of your friends, they already know.
You, laid in bed, for hours with machines, while I sucked the blood from your body. I looked right in your eyes and told you some hateful things. And when we were done, you were straight on the phone. Put you in the car, you cried all the way home. If you never say, then he'll never know.
You can dry your eyes, wash the blood from your clothes, but those bites on your neck - they were there long ago. And memories we make are not going to go.