SEX WITH MYSELF

Late at night

On my mind

Called you once

Called you twice

In the morning you can ignore it

I got it right

Oh my my

Hit the spot

Jesus Christ

No one here to ruin the moment

It's better alone

Cus I know

Just what to do

More than you

Put on a show

Of my own

And I'll follow through

I'll just have sex with myself

I'm obsessed with myself

I'll keep my hands to myself

I I I like

My bed to myself

Make a wreck of myself

I'll just have sex with myself

AC off

Turn me on

Dirty thoughts

All I want

Nothing to regret when it's over

Think I'm catching feels

Fall in love, think I might be the one

Me myself & I'm getting closer

It's better alone

Cus I know

Just what to do

More than you

Put on a show

Of my own

And I'll follow through

I'll just have sex with myself

I'm obsessed with myself

I'll keep my hands to myself

I I I like

My bed to myself

Make a wreck of myself

I'll just have sex with myself

I lay there, sweat dripping down my temples

Tears rolling down my cheeks. The rush surging down my spine and into my toes.

I've spent so much time looking for someone to save me. Someone to fix the flaws.

A cure of some sort.

Maybe this could be beautiful. Maybe nobody knows my body the way I do.

Maybe being alone is different than being lonely. Maybe the only answer is...Me.

I'll just have sex with myself

I'm obsessed with myself

I'll keep my hands to myself

I I I like

My bed to myself

Make a wreck of myself

I'll just have sex with myself