I see lingering fragile male egos
With salt on their feet, they lie about a balance
Who do you think that you are
Do people really
Try to sink this far
You're desperate
You're desperate for a yes
But you will never
Confess
You feel stomach turns which I can only vouch for
I feel like I'm drugged and you get scared it won't leave
Who do you think that you are
Do people really
Try to sink this far
You're desperate
You're desperate for a yes
But you will never
Confess
Next time
You won't get her in bed
Who do you think that you are
You try to sink this far
You're desperate for a yes
Confess