Something Of A Protester

Is it disobedience if I want to submit? I always was something of a protester; Normally I want to be left alone, but those rules don’t apply to you; Forgive my disobedience, I want to be endlessly adored; Every corner of the room just fades, you will crave me like I crave you; I promise you I’m okay walking alone; I’ve done it all before; But if you are my man? That simply just won’t do; You’ll want my disobedience and will never let me feel alone; You don’t have to say a word, its written all over everything you do; Encouraging deviant behavior, yet reminding me only with you; Dominance is a game we play, laughing at self inflicted rules; Is it disobedience if I want to submit? I always was something of a protester.