Agent 44 Kiki Rockwell

[Verse 1]
Agent 44, I'm kneeling on his floor
The gun is in my hands, there's scratches on the door
He's punching out the lights, I'm spittin' in his face
If I fuck him hard enough, he might forget his case
He paid me for the night, oh, stupid, lonely man
I'm suckin' on his thumb, I'm sittin' on his hand
He hates my boring town, I hate his pretty face
But they call the best in when they haven't got a trace

[Verse 2]
There's markings in the woods, there's antlers in the tree
The hunters' hut burned down, the missing tally three
But I cleaned up my mеss, I studied for this shit
Not even latе for work, got nothing to admit
The weapon's in the lake, there's chlorine on my hands
I saw this in a film, I think I understand
Oh, pretty little crime, the innocence of girl
The blindness of a man when lust corrupts his world

[Bridge]
Slidin' down the pole, think he wants me
Never lose control, but he wants me
And he fucks me like he means it
And he holds me like he needs it