Emotional intimacy? Excuse me while I scoff
Am I supposed to just drop everything and talk
Just because you're in the mood?
Oh, how very rich, coming from the guy
Who has his tongue down my throat
The minute he gets me alone
Has his hands all over me
As soon as we're in private.
You expect me to believe you
And that you really care?
Honey, you don't give a damn
I'm your little innuendo doll
Strutting around in a mini and heels
And damn, I'm good at being your slut.
After all of this, you want us t become
Something more, something deeper?
Sweetheart, I thought you'd be
Intelligent enough to realise that
(As all our conversations revolve around sex)
There's no capacity for something deeper.
I'm your plaything, your toy
And that's all I'll ever be.
So don't feed me your "emotional intimacy"
Bullshit tonight, because I won't listen
I'll only leave your sorry ass
Rolling my eyes in disbelief
That we'd ever be something more.