i see lingering fragile male egos
with salt on their feet
they lie about a balance
who do you think that you are?
do people really try to sink this far?
you’re desperate
you’re desperate for a yes, but you will never confess
you feel stomach turns, which i can only vouch for
i feel like i’m drugged and you get scared it won’t leave
next time, you won’t get her in bed
who do you think that you are?
you try to sink this far
you’re desperate for a yes
confess