His Toys

And I can
Deep breathe
A sigh of relief
Because for nearly three minutes I can say what I think
But all this time
I’ve been inclined to stay away from days
That make me feel like this
Like I’m a fraud
Because I’m his
And his toy is better than mine
She’s like the light from fire
That leads you back down to Earth
Back down to consequences
And consequently I’m not nearly half as needy
Baby
Don’t you want me
Speaking
Slowly to your chest as it moves
Lightly to me
Barely even breathing
You’ve got no space to mov
(You've got no time to prove)
You’r not worthy of me
Cause you’re no good for me