I don't want to have to feel your touch

It's like poison

But, I prefer the real thing

Your nails are sharp and long

They're like thorns

But, I prefer the real thing

Your breath is hot and stingy

It's like being caught in the humidity

But, I prefer the real thing

Sometimes you can be gentle with me

It's like being with a woman

But, I prefer the real thing

You like to play rough with me

Tie me to bedposts with rope that cuts into my skin

And pretend to make love to me

I prefer the real thing

I kissed you and held you

Exchanged promises through bullet proof walls

I was so obsessed with being in love

That I was almost loving you

But now I have the real thing

You were cruel and she is kind

You put everything above while we're on par

She's not perfect, but better than you

Do I love her? I think I do.