Compromisation

I don't want you,
Nor do I want the feeling you give me,
Of disgust and nastiness.
It leaves me uncomfortable.

There must be some defect in you,
That makes you think I want to be with you,
'Seducing' me is not the answer,
And honestly it's disgusting to think...

You expect me to throw myself towards you,
Compromise my ideals,
Let my morals live by themselves,
Go against my faith

Just for you pleasure,
Well, no Sir,
I don't think so.