Painted Black
I texted you at 2AM
I meant to text another friend
Both your names begin with the same letter
I dreamt you sent me a reply
A pair of big emoji eyes
To curb the shame I felt for my mistake
And no amount of sex I have
Could ever fill the gap that's left
Inside of me oh love I am devoid
Even with you down my throat
When you're so close
I'm still alone
Cause once we're done I know you won't return
I wanna ride you like on Saturday
You never called me back
Now I hate the buzz of my vibrator
You painted my heart black
Want you to love me
Like on Saturday
You never called me back
Now I hate the buzz of my vibrator
I guess I'll paint it black
I've got a list of guys I've fucked
Not one of them I ever loved
Nor did any of them want me bad enough
I guess we're turned on by the chase
Our beating hearts this lonely race
The way you'll ghost me after a few dates
And guys have never loved me much
They always pulled my hair
And roughhoused me until I was crying tears
I picked myself up off the ground
And kissed a few girls on the mouth
But still I'm crawling back to you my dear
I wanna ride you like on Saturday
You never called me back
Now I hate the buzz of my vibrator
You painted my heart black
Want you to love me
Like on Saturday
You never called me back
Now I hate the buzz of my vibrator
I guess I'll paint it black
I meant to text another friend
Both your names begin with the same letter
I dreamt you sent me a reply
A pair of big emoji eyes
To curb the shame I felt for my mistake
And no amount of sex I have
Could ever fill the gap that's left
Inside of me oh love I am devoid
Even with you down my throat
When you're so close
I'm still alone
Cause once we're done I know you won't return
I wanna ride you like on Saturday
You never called me back
Now I hate the buzz of my vibrator
You painted my heart black
Want you to love me
Like on Saturday
You never called me back
Now I hate the buzz of my vibrator
I guess I'll paint it black
I've got a list of guys I've fucked
Not one of them I ever loved
Nor did any of them want me bad enough
I guess we're turned on by the chase
Our beating hearts this lonely race
The way you'll ghost me after a few dates
And guys have never loved me much
They always pulled my hair
And roughhoused me until I was crying tears
I picked myself up off the ground
And kissed a few girls on the mouth
But still I'm crawling back to you my dear
I wanna ride you like on Saturday
You never called me back
Now I hate the buzz of my vibrator
You painted my heart black
Want you to love me
Like on Saturday
You never called me back
Now I hate the buzz of my vibrator
I guess I'll paint it black
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Writer(s): Kiki Kramer
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