it doesn't make you a slut 'cause baby you can
fuck whomever you want it just makes it more
complicated but thats a lot of sex thats
sixty-four dicks before you ever put your hand on
mine i wish you would've lied 'cause now i have to
face the fact that i was number sixty-five i know
it isn't fair for me to judge your past you've
got way more bags than one boy could unpack what
were you hoping to find lying on your back
instant self esteem achieved through penetration
i wish you would have lied 'cause now i can't
erase the fact that i was your number sixty-five
was i adequate did i seem out of it was i good
did i touch you the way you wanted how do i stack
up did i hold out long enough was i alright did i
fuck you the way you liked it guess i was just
another guy guess i'll always be your sixty-five
guess i was just another dick guess you were just
another chick i wonder if you're still waiting to
be found i wonder what number you're up to now