Fuck me
Let’s just leave, it’s dead here anyway
Whose place is closer?
I want you now
Your eyes still have a hint of possibility
And that faint CK scent brings to mind
A thousand other boys like you
I need you
Need to feel you inside me
Fuck me
You can pound as hard as you want
I won’t protest
The more it hurts
The easier I forget
A thousand other boys like you.
So fuck me
Perfection won’t walk through that door you keep glancing at
And we’re plenty drunk already
I need this
Need you to fuck me
At least till tomorrow
I’ll forget