I let different boys touch me Because I wanted to know Even for a second What it felt like to be loved Even if that love was cheap And it tasted like *** Like the punchline to a joke I never got because it was me
I let different boys have different parts of me Parts that they didn't deserve But I offered up willingly because I couldn't give anything else Because you broke me And I was looking for different fingers To place different pieces and hoping That the outcome would be a masterpiece That maybe one of them would find a way To cover up the handprints you left all over me
I let different boys touch me because I had to prove to myself that you wouldn't be the only one That the scars that mark my body wouldn't define my worth to be loved I am still not entirely sure that you aren't the only one Who could ever touch me
I let different boys touch me because that is all I have been taught To be a joke To be silent To be ready to give until you have nothing left - they keep leaving me and I am to scared to offer up anything more than my body to get them to stay