Our love is plastic
he won't go far
but so far
let's have fun

It goes nowhere
but what am I supposed to do?
I am confused, but today -and now-
(I think) I feel good
He grinds against me and
the lights are dim
and the reggaeton beat
and his lips...biting me

Smells like cheating
Smells like lack of clarity
Smells like danger
Sounds like a party banger

He is like smoke
getting in my lungs
he will be gone
but so far let's have fun

And this is a kind of beauty
ephemeral
but not true
not real
wake me up from this dream
please
I like it, but it feels stolen
not my own

Now you are away
I can write you down
I don't want to ******* now
but it's flattering
you want me so much