DIRTY LENS

When I wipe your glasses off
I see you in the reflection on my eyes of your cock
So do you see anything at all or are you too lost in thought?
The quiet makes me sick, I really wish you'd fucking talk

I’ll make the bed in your one bedroom apartment
If you promise to let me fall sleep in it again
I’ll cook you dinner every night when you come home
If you promise to give me head and then claim me as your boyfriend

You look good in front of the camera
Even with a dirty lens or your legs are all damp or
Even with shirt and pants and then even wearing them backwards
Even then you’re still almost a ten after editing

It’s nothing really about the way that you look
I think it’s everything to do with how you look right
Into the camera, mouth open, taking your glasses off
And then taking your pants off and then
Smiling and jacking off

And then taking the mask off
And slowly backing off
Grab your T-shirt and dry you off
I wish you wouldn’t take your glasses off