slut

why do i jump to your arms

why do i need to wake up for you and set my alarms 

why do i daydream impossibles of your lips

why do i sail for you when you sink my ships

i’m drowning in disbelief 

knowing that you think of me to would bring me great relief 

is it you that i want

or is it the loneliest nights and my brain that you haunt 

i cant help but want to flaunt 

but it’s my heart that you taunt

i just want somebody to want me to 

but no matter what i do they’ve never went fully through 

they leave and flake in the middle

it’s like they only want just a little 

in my head i tell myself i don’t need a man to fulfill my loneliness 

but reality strikes at night when my bed feels the loneliest 

so i will act as if i’m independent and stable 

but if you tell me to play hard to get i won’t be able