Bodies

Think about it, I know you want to
Have my legs wrapped around your neck
What’s permission? I know you’d like to
Lay me down, put me on my back
Why? Please pick me
Why? Please pick, pick me
Just go for it, touch me like you used to
Squeeze my hand whenever you were mad
What’s permission when you think I want it?
So you’ll take whatever you can get
Why? Please pick me
Why? Please pick, pick me

(Why?) He’s sliding his hand up my thigh
And I wait for this to be over
(Why?) I’m laying on my side
And I know I’m too tangled in these covers
(Why?) These hands aren’t gentle, they’re rough
And I look out the window for comfort
And then it’s all gone
And then it’s all gone
Why? Please pick me
Why? Please pick, pick me
Why? Please pick me
Why? Please pick, pick me