Laying in another’s bed
Wondering about the things iv said
Words of affection,
Words of wished redemption,
Was anything iv said to this man real?
He’s asleep and so surreal
But should he be?
Considering he knows nothing about me
A stranger lying next to him
Should I bring this man caution?
I dream about fucking this man
Simply for the reason of I can
I wish to make him say he loves me
Just so I can say he belongs to me, you see?
Sometimes ill date a man and claim him as mine
To care about so little and think of people as toys, is this a crime?
Why can’t I make the world my own?
Why does everyone believe emotions have to be shown?
The world doesn’t need to see
The every little detail that makes me, me
Why can’t only the true few lovers see that part?
Not like I don’t warn them from the start
I tell them I don’t care
I tell them the way ill play isn’t fair
I might kiss them and tell them words of love
But that doesn’t mean im an angel from above
Anyone can give you touch
Anyone can say they love you oh so much
Laying in another’s bed
All I can think about is the lies iv said
I kissed you,
I said your one the true very few,
But was it really true?
No, I will never love you.
 
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