FAKE IT

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 clothes? Then think of what you did And how I hope to God she was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch her skin. I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any girl you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me boy 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

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