"I don't wanna feel
I don't wanna cry

So, I'm gonna dance until I feel alright.

I just need a dose of the right stuff
I just need a hit of your lovedrug"

In THIS one, YOU'RE his spouse/husband/wife/lover.

Short story you use fighting as foreplay before having on the battlefield near the front of his secret base. YOU'RE his equal (or better yet, his superior) in combat. (Cuz I love seeing arrogant men get humbled)

Why is my bus driver playing mitski

Artist is Theorrot on Tumblr!