Being a player sucks. One nightmare stands

we can work it out, sorry i gotta cut ties, it was only for 1 night, it was great, it was great for you right, cos for me it was, but thats, i mean, it was great, leave it at that, wait, where are you going, it was real? yea i know, it was for me too, you said it is all nothing, u said it more than once, so i never took you for a dunce, but things change, don't place the blame, love, lust, like, its all a game, and we are very good at it, no strings attached right, wasn't it that agreement we had, we signed it in silence, a non verbal unethical decision, and we sealed it with a kiss, with alcohol dripping from our lips, the disco and strobe lights, music playing, banging, and you, magnificently astounding, chest like double D marshmallow, and me, your tan skinned knight accompanied with a devilish smile, im dangerous, explosive words, volatile, that enter your mind in no time, that silence your morals, that shuts down your guard, places morphine on all your scars, enhancing the moment of excitement, yes, im good at it, so please close your eyes and tell me what you want with your eyes, tell me what you want within with your skin.. just think, pleasure is on the other side of the hill, ill walk you through the pain, ill take you down there, i got gills, work it out like a drill, a small crack, a giant drill, hard like an anvil, silhouette revealed, moaning from the unrelenting, overwhelming skill, im the master stay still, tonite, nothing is real, but everything else is,