Option 2 for this post of it sucks:

It hits me right in the gut
This rule you have
completely sucks

Don't tell me its you
I just don't buy it
Don't tell me it protects you
Your full of it

So when you pulled my thighs close
Did you count that as one

When you kissed my lips
When I breathed you in deep
When I giggled and laughed
When I pulled into you
Did you count that as two

When you pushed me against the wall
making me weak in the knees
When I screamed your name
When I begged for more please.
Did you count that as three

Well I don't want to count
I don't want to be four
I don't want to count
Knowing I'm not through, not satisfied
I don't want to be left wanting more.

Not left with the thought of the shivers
the electricity that raced through my body.

Not left with the taste of your lips
lingering on mine
The feel of your hands,
the touch of your body
burned in my mind

The sensation throughout my limbs
the pleasure just being with you in your arms.

The fun
The roughness
The complete freedom
I don't want to count
You should have left it at one.