"This teenage girl really loves me"
Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did, and how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me.
Jag måste hitta en affisch.
Jag måste hitta en affisch.
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