For the good girls with filthy fantasies...

Who want to be choked with pearls,

Bent over the desk he once used to sign school permission slips.

This is for the ones who know it's wrong -

And still beg for more.

Every girl has a secret desire to be Daddy's little problem-

To be handled, owned, claimed like property.

She wears innocence like a mask,

But her body betrays her every time he says,

"Use your words, baby. Or I'll use mine."

For the forbidden touches,

The bruises that feel like love,

And the kind of men who only show mercy when she cries their name.