You keep coming back because you're a loser. You can't stay away. You need me. You crave me. You try to fight it but you can't stop. You keep staring at me stroking away, spending all your hard earned money on me. I'm perfect in every way. Look my ass! It makes you even weaker. You can't stop stroking to it and paying me. Spend fucker, spend! You keep buying all my clips and emptying out your wallet for me. You just can't stop. Digging deep until it hurts. It's the only thing that makes me happy. It's the only way you can get off. You keep stroking and spending knowing I don't give a fuck about you. You're not going to get off till you max out that credit card. I love using you. You might try to run away again, but you'll be back for me.