His

Please don't make me say what this is
Just get back in your bed and i'll get back in his
You already know it's fucking obvious
Why we only ever fuck at 3am on the weekends

I'm not saying it isn't electric when we kiss
I'm just saying i hope you weren't thinking about kids
Go run and catch your feelings so we can get back to sleeping
I'll tuck you into bed and get back into his

I tell myself that i don't need it
But i just cannot say no
All of my demons feed on semen
And i just want them to leave me alone

A different flavor is my savior
Tasting his with my mouth closed
No explanations no excuses
No heart no brain no self-control

Please don't make me say what this is
Just get back in your bed and i'll get back in his
You already know it's fucking obvious
Why we only ever fuck at 3am on the weekends

I'm not saying it isn't electric when we kiss
I'm just saying i hope you weren't thinking about kids
Go run and catch your feelings so we can get back to sleeping
I'll tuck you into bed and get back into his

I see the scratches on my face
That's one thing i cannot erase
Kiss him as soon as he's awake
Before he has a chance to shave

He'll never know it wasn't his
Stubble leaving marks around my lips
As i bite mine try not to trip
Over my words i'm over this

Tell me, really, how do you still adore me
Tell me you aren't that fucking blind
Try not to think about you lovingly saying i'm yours
While i'm somewhere getting mine

Please don't make me say what this is
Just get back in your bed and i'll get back in his
You already know it's fucking obvious
Why we only ever fuck at 3am on the weekends

I'm not saying it isn't electric when we kiss
I'm just saying i hope you weren't thinking about kids
Go run and catch your feelings so we can get back to sleeping
I'll tuck you into bed and get back into his

Please don't make me say what this is
'cos we both know
That you are his

Please don't make me say what this is
'cos we both know
That i am his