We have a nice thing going
But then it gets boring
Because I am unable to give
What you want most in this
My insecurities block me
From giving you your plea
And I disappoint the both of us
Then we feel there is no trust
Truth is, I don't trust anyone
Because my body is no fun
No, we can't have *** like that
All you would see is my fat
You respect me and you're patient
And for that, I try to not relent
But I'll always be held back
It's just a cold hard *fact