65

It doesn’t make you a slut
Cuz baby you can fuck whomever you want
It just makes it more complicated
But that’s a lot of sex
That’s sixty-four dicks before
You ever put your hand on mine
I wish you would’ve lied
Cuz now I have to face the fact
That I was number sixty-five
I know it isn’t fair
For me to judge your past
You’ve got way more bags
Than one boy could unpack
What were you hoping to find
Lying on your back
Instant self esteem achieved
Through penetration
I wish you would have lied
Cuz now I can’t erase the fact
That I was your number sixty-five
Was I adequate did I seem out of it
Was I good did I touch you the way you wanted
How do I stack up did I hold out long enough
Was I alright did I fuck you the way you liked
I guess I was just another guy
Guess I’ll always be your sixty-five
Guess I was just another dick
Guess you were just another chick
I wonder if you’re still waiting to be found
I wonder what number you’re up to now