Red river keeps finding his way back between my thighs
Yes, I know it’s a guy
Because there’s  laughter when the chunky parts shake on my thighs
did I wait too long
Am I really dry?
Is it bad to want, if even just out of spite?
I was hoping I could just go
It wouldn’t take too long to just know
It could come crawling out my heart like you crawled into my soul
But instead I just get told no