Friends That Fuck - GDP

Nothing but trouble in these streets

I’m drunk at 10 AM and I got nowhere to be

And there’s a stranger in my bed

And I’m sending you a text

Of how I’m missing you to death

And you’re wishing me the best

But I don’t wanna be another existential starving artist

I want to lay my head on your chest at your apartment

It’s late August and it’s never felt colder

And I know that you were drunk and didn’t want to say it’s over

So you held me close as I kissed your neck and rubbed your shoulder

Left the show without saying a word and I felt older

It was a mistake but we had sex anyways

And I even left the lights on to gaze into your pretty face

I sucked your titty through your bra

And then your drawers

And we started off

But you ain’t really want that so I took that walk

Came back and you were ready for more

And I saw you lying there you said «Fuck me.

Fuck me»

She said «Fuck me»

And whispered in my ear like «Fuck me.

Fuck me.»

She said «Fuck me»

So I’m like…

Yeah, fuck me with everything you got

Before I leave you here to rot

And this bed is like a plot

Your head is like a box so

Get on top

Get it however you want

But if we do it just this once then I might ever let you stop

So give me with everything you got

Before I leave you here to rot

And this bed is like a plot

And your head is like a box so

Get on top love it hurts too much to watch

Cuz you told me you would always be mine but you forgot

What’s on your mind baby?

I’m on the grind lately

You hung me out to dry and find some guy to replace me

I hope he’s everything I wasn’t and you love him

And you make collages out of cut up magazines and fuck him

He pokes you how you like

You’ll ask him if it’s tight

Avoid eye contact as you moan into the night

Your friends will say he’s mister right, I was just a stretch mark

You’ll never have to tell them about some guy you knew from West Orange

I try to harness but I just get so wound up

Reading through old letters that I found love

So how come I don’t know how to act when I see you out in public

I lose my stomach when I think of sweet nothings

You would whisper in my ear when I was cumming

You found someone else, said you can’t love me if you don’t love yourself

You said I’m nothing but trouble but you’re drunk as hell

And I love it when you yell, fuck me