-- He says he loves me
says he lives to make me glad
he says he'd never ever
try to make me mad
and then he tears me half-apart
it hurts so bad
to be in love
with a slaveboy
craving his company
longing to set him free
to break him to my will
to teach him how to kill
to touch him, taste him, use him
turn him into something perfect
something perfect...

He says he needs me
says he needs to have me near
he says he'd rather see
a smile than see a tear
and there's a look that screams
not of love, but fear
I'm in love
with a slaveboy
he craves my company
he wishes he were free
terrified, breaking
body, soul, aching
I'll touch him, taste him, use him
show him that he's something perfect
something perfect... --