So many men who came before you
So many women, one-night stands
I guess I found it easier
For me to charm a man
’Cause a woman always crumbled in my hands.

Could only act on what I knew.
Was raised to earn it that way too.
I guess I found it easier
to split men at the seams
At least that’s what I learned in magazines.

All this
soft skin, soft eyes
All these
Beautiful laughs and beautiful thighs
Always kept me up at night
The truth is I was terried.

Pink lips, warm curves
All these
Wonderful aching shaking nerves
Heart like it’s about to burst
The truth is you were first