Morning After
I didn't kiss him,
But I let him hold me.
I moved his hands away from my breasts,
And held them in my hands instead.
I fell asleep wrapped up in him,
And it felt good because it wasn't you.
It felt good because it wasn't you.
And when he thought I was sleeping
He kissed the back of my neck
Just like you used to
Before I knew that neck kisses don't mean much
And love is a cheap trick you can't
Force your heart to believe in.
It felt kind of shitty,
Because I wanted it to be you.
The next morning everything felt okay,
Until I opened up my eyes
And saw that he didn't have your scars
On his arm.
We laughed and talked for hours,
And I felt nothing.
Nothing at all.
And now I understand.
But I let him hold me.
I moved his hands away from my breasts,
And held them in my hands instead.
I fell asleep wrapped up in him,
And it felt good because it wasn't you.
It felt good because it wasn't you.
And when he thought I was sleeping
He kissed the back of my neck
Just like you used to
Before I knew that neck kisses don't mean much
And love is a cheap trick you can't
Force your heart to believe in.
It felt kind of shitty,
Because I wanted it to be you.
The next morning everything felt okay,
Until I opened up my eyes
And saw that he didn't have your scars
On his arm.
We laughed and talked for hours,
And I felt nothing.
Nothing at all.
And now I understand.