Look who sent me a wink and a “how’s it going”
I haven’t even listened to the audio yet, but there must be some longing in those three minutes and thirty seconds
But this time, there’s no replay
I’ve already erased our story
You’re the ex-page that I didn’t just turn
I’ve already torn it up
Seeing my single self just through my stories is already terrifying
Imagine if you see me moaning for someone else during love
Seeing my single self just through my stories is already terrifying
Imagine if you see me moaning for someone else during love
My body on his, sweating, us using each other in bed
Take what you were looking for, my eyes rolling and you in tears
Take what you were looking for