After two weeks and a few days he says he loves you
He says he loves the way your eyes light up when you smile
And the way your hips curve, as if ready to bear a child
He says he loves your legs, soft to the touch
He craves your lips, so perfectly plump,

After two weeks and a few days he says he needs you
He needs your love
He needs your touch
He needs you to call out his name
Give him what he needs, he'll give you fame

But does he need you?
Does he love you?
Does he know you?

Does he know that you paint
Pictures of your past, so faint
Does he know that you write
Or that you stay up all night
Does he know you love tea
And buying new books to read
Does he know you love carnivals
Or that you aren't really a carnivore
Does he know your favorite color is gold
Or that you're excited to grow old

Because if he doesn't need to know the most important things
About the one he plans to keep
The he doesn't plan to keep you, but darling don't weep,
But the next time he says he loves you, ask him,
Do you know me?