By M.I.L.K.

My dick say fuck who you with

My mind saying stop it

She found condoms in my pocket

She smelling my dick asking who I'm with

Looking for hair in my bed

Camping out where I live

Searching my eyes

Trying to detect lies

I thought you was mines

Asking a million who, what, where and whys

Start to cry

I wipe her eyes

I caress her tights

Trying to erase my lies

I wish you would say bye

I'm no good for you

Broken circle of trust

Turned out by lust

Sex is a must

Who can you trust

Addicted to the rush

What about us

Only thinking I

Not seeing eye to eye

Too selfish to say bye

Living a lie

Even when I'm with my girl I feel so alone

I’m babysitting my phone

So many women calling

I'm scared to answer the phone

When it rings she watching me

Unable to pick

Thinking with my dick

Unable to quit

Sexually miserable as shit

Is sex a curse or a gift

Heard a voice say depending on who you with

I love this bitch

I hate this bitch

Forget this shit

I can't…