Number one is the oldest one
in my life
he brings tears to my eyes
joy to my heart
I let him go because of the pressure
in my guts

His *** makes me shake
like no one else's
but there was a catch
I could not take off my mind,
forget

Number two gives me sweet recovery love
but we cannot fill the hole
calls me pretty any time
and I smile back, I smile back
but it's not gonna happen
not ever again

Number three used me
like a kleenex
to dispose of me anytime he wanted
how naive am i
to think you can just netflix and chill
how immature of me

Number four is the last one
he loves me lots but I?
I am afraid of his reactions
because his love is so wide
He's infatuated with me
and I could feel his love over me once
But I think I ran too fast
Feelings you can't control

I am crippled with men lately
but this is life
with a gun in your hands
and a broken one between your legs