At the bar, drinking
After all that went down
Caused by a boy
Who never stuck around
He was so sweet
'Til the end, no please
I screamed so loud—
Now I only think of me
How did I handle him?
Was I his baby mama in his sin?
Jumping in his bed
What a beautiful mess
But his socks stayed on
He whispered—"No homo"
Let's not call this love
He just wanted to fake one
Then said, "Now swallow my sons"
(Yeah, classy, huh?)
Crying at midnight
Same story, different guy
He was bi—or maybe just lied
Never wanted me, just the high
He wasn't sweet
Didn't beg or plead
Just wanted my scream
Now I only think of me
How did he want me?
Begged for backshots—so goddamn needy
Jumping in his bed
What a beautiful mess
But his socks stayed on
He whispered—"No homo"
Let's not call this love
He just wanted to fake one
Then said, "Now swallow my sons"
Not proud of all the things I've done
But proud I left both of them stunned
Standing there—teased, undone
I was freaky, yeah, I was fun
One had his socks on
The other had a whole side one
Never once told me what they wanted
But damn, they always haunted
One had a girlfriend
The other hid his guy
One kept his socks
The other wore a lie
Now I think...
I should stop.
(But we both know I won't.)