I'm here on the bed, you're there on your game
Forgive me for thinking that that's sort of lame
You want simulation, I want stimulation
That comes from a touch not my imagination
I wish you would take me to far away places
Instead I'm left wide open with these big empty spaces
Wounds need to be dressed, holes need to be filled
Someone catch me I'm falling, dont even know if its real
Got people calling me an Egirl like Im after flirtation
Forgive me for being hungry for just a little conversation
Should I just fade away, while you play away
Watch me fade away, might not be here someday