Crystal-crossed

I arrived with the lie I've forgivenDidn't wanna live on the wrong side of loveI couldn't leave, though you made me a victimStanding in the kitchen with the keys in my handWhen you ride me with your eyes closedAre you fixed on a picture of a friend?I'm crystal-crossed, I still feel lostBut I refuse to be your victimAre you in love with the boy or a drug?Are you high when he bends to hug you?When you're with him are you outta your head?Is he the ghost floatin' over our bed?When you ride me with your eyes closedAre you fixed on a picture of a friend?I'm crystal-crossed, I still feel lostBut I refuse to be your victim...againI refuse to be your victimThinking everything could be a lieAnd have to wonder if you're with himAnd when you ride, do you look him in the eye?And when you fuck him, do you look him in the eye?And when you ride, do you look him in the eye?