Ravishing

Ravishing

Pick the flesh from the carcass,
Clean the bones til they’re dry.
You’re a vulture, always feeding,
Waiting for your prey to die.
Your eyes bore holes in mine,
Like you think you own me too.
You’re sizing up my body,
But I won’t be the next snack for you.
You suck them in so easily,
It’s all a game you play.
With your compliments and charm,
They never try to get away.
They don’t see it til it’s too late,
As they lay dying at your feet.
You don’t think of us as people,
You just think of us as meat.
You use us til you’re tired of it,
Then dump us like dead weight.
And no one ever sees it coming,
Well, not until its way too late.
So don’t even think about it,
Cuz I know all your ways.
I will not be the next one down,
I will not be played.