you call him your baby, so he might as well act like one
yunho's always been one to bite the hand that holds the milk bottle
you wanna see him act out so you have a brat to punish
but you ain't seen nothing yet.

we wanna knock you into next week with what we could tell you
darling boy throws a temper tantrum,
but maybe that's cause they don't listen to what baby wants

if i gotta get hit to earn my hit
then i'll do it.
he just wants your attention, and he wants them to see it.
cause all they see now is god in the eyes of a boy in the stable stalls

darling boy gets a sugar cube if he behaves well
he knows just what to do
but he wants you to crack that whip over his yielding spine to make it hurt

so don't speak to him in that precious mother tongue
he wants to hear the low, sensual note of your sweet 'enchante' rolling off
or maybe he wants to hear you nicker like a horse
since you're his friesian, such a beautiful stallion

give him what he wants
a mass of bruises and scars and they spill out all over the sheets
not too hard, just raise your fist and let it fall with the same impact of their words

stick it and twist it
see how much i writhe for you
darling boy loves it much
can you see it in his dead eyes ?

he misses the soft 'sweetheart' of his daddy
especially as he sees birthday wishes which read like death notes
give him something good to remember

call us the master and pupil
the stallion and the foal
his eyes glimmer at sight,
because the stud and the syringe are one and the same

we don't like the disrespect, dongwook, look me in the face
darling boy has black eyes and both cold hands
on the barrel of the--