Where I better live

"Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did and how I hope to God he was worth it.

When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck than any boy you'll ever meet.
Sweetie you had me.

Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me..."