Strange men walk around Isolated With a chip on their shoulders They are looking for a smile From you or from me But instead I find myself leaving Use me Abuse me Just don’t Confuse me Our first kiss went like this Like a stomp on the face of a quarter about to roll away My best friend wrote a poem And I cried at the line You think I have nothing to say So use me Abuse me Just don’t Confuse me Save me Crave me Hold my hand Drag me down