| I love in physical touch
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| I need it too much, at this point, it’s a habit
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| For me to go to his place
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| Then walk in with shame and wishin' that hadn’t
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| If I think that’s what I really need then
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| Why do I feel bitter when I leave?
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| 'Cause I’ll go to his place
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| Then walk in with shame and wish it never happened
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| I’m desperate
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| For someone just to hold me for a second
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| 'Cause I get kinda lonely then regret
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| Spendin' nights in someone else’s bed
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| When they wouldn’t even notice if I left
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| A mess when
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| I’m tradin' my emotions for attention
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| Givin' up, but that’s not what I get
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| Maybe I should touch myself instead
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| 'Cause they’re always fuckin' better in my head
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| Better in my he-he-head, he-he-head, he-he-he-head
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| Better in my he-he-head, he-he-head, he-he-head
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| I think that intimacy
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| Is all that I need, but it’s so hard to find it
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| It’s always they’re not into me
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| They tell me to leave, I’m constantly reminded (Oh, that)
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| That goodbye only means a new confession
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| Twenty-five and I’m still learning stupid lessons
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| Intimacy is all that I need, but how do you define it? |
| (How do you define it?)
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| I’m desperate (Hey)
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| For someone just to hold me for a second
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| 'Cause I get kinda lonely then regret
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| Spendin' nights in someone else’s bed
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| When they wouldn’t even notice if I left
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| A mess when
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| I’m tradin' my emotions for attention (Tradin' my emotions)
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| Givin' up, but that’s not what I get
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| Maybe I should touch myself instead
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| 'Cause they’re always fuckin' better in my head (They're always fuckin' better
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| in my head)
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| Better in my he-he-head, he-he-head, he-he-he-head (They're always fuckin'
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| better in my)
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| Better in my he-he-head, he-he-head, he-he-head
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| I go through the motions
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| I push, then I pull him
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| I know I should just go to bed (Oh)
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| Can’t help that I’m hopeless
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| I know where it’s goin'
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| But maybe just let me pretend
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| I’m desperate
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| For someone just to hold me for a second (Hold me for a second)
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| 'Cause I get kinda lonely then regret (Regret, regret)
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| Spendin' nights in someone else’s bed
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| When they wouldn’t even notice if I left (Oh woah)
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| A mess when
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| I’m tradin' my emotions for attention (I'm tradin' my emotions)
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| Givin' up, but that’s not what I get (Woah)
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| Maybe I should touch myself instead
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| 'Cause they’re always fuckin' better in my head
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| Better in my he-he-head, he-he-head, he-he-he-head (They're always fuckin'
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| better in my)
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| Better in my he-he-head, he-he-head, he-he-head (They're always fuckin')
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| Better in my |