My leggings are a little bit loose
maybe it was a virus
maybe it was for you.

I just want your wandering hands
to find bones
to find their way back to me

I'm only hungry for you,
and when I stand up I'm dizzy for you,
see stars for you

not food.
I want to taste your lips again
lick the skin of your stomach

I want you to tell me you love me
for me to love you too
and for me to be beautiful

then you can mean what you do.