You say you'll wait for me

you get it

I'm nervous

I'm scared 

It's my first time

I think it's so sweet when you tell me you

want to wait as long as I need


behind closed doors

Out the mouths of friends I hear

           She might be easier if I get her drunk

And I don't know how to process that


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