Toy

I have a big bite
I don't have a big bite
It's been changing with the heat
He's been getting sick
Sick of me
What makes you sick
Isn't the weather, it's a change in degrees

I've been running this ship like the navy
But it's more like a Wendy's
Selling t-shirts down the line
You won't believe me if I said that I'm ready
To take a second joke since '99

What's the point
Of all the talking
Just say that you don't think you have control
What's the point
I know it's all your best
Just say that you don't wanna have sex anymore

Skin is in the mud (mud, mud)
With bubbles underneath (bubbles under-)
And I'm not choosing when it's good (good, good, good, good)
And his is dropping low (low)
Onto feet
What picks it up isn't desire, it's a lack of Sertraline

We need the Steely Danification
Of this operation
Somebody needs to get fucked or get a toy (toy, toy, toy, toy)
I won't lose my body if I get a belly
I'll just roll around and feel it like a boy

What's the point
Of all the talking
Just say that you don't think you have control
What's the point
I know it's all your best
Just say that you don't wanna have sex anymore