65

It doesn't make you a slut
Because baby you can fuck
Whomever you want it just makes it more complicated
But that's a lot of sex
That's sixty-four dicks
Before you ever put your hand on mine

I wish you would've lied
Because now I have to face the fact
That I was number sixty-five

I know it isn't fair
For me to judge your past
You've got way more bags than one boy could unpack
What were you hoping to find
Lying on your back
Instant self esteem achieved through penetration

I wish you would have lied
Because now I can't erase the fact
That I was your number sixty-five

Was I adequate?
Did I seem out of it?
Was I good?
Did I touch you the way you wanted?
How do I stack up?
Did I hold out long enough?
Was I alright?
Did I fuck you the way you liked it?
The way you liked it?

I guess I was just another guy
Guess I'll always be your sixty-five
Guess I was just another dick
Guess you were just another chick
I wonder if you're still waiting to be found
I wonder what number you're up to now