I think I always knew I'd be a nymphomaniac
Something in me felt too empty
And it used to click against my ribs, hollowed out and caving
Every time they said "I need you"
And I said I needed them too
But they weren't liars and I was
What a tragic story, what a broken hearted ending
I guess I feel sorry for the girls that had to follow me
What a fucking pity, I am fucking pity
What am I saying, I am as miserable as you are
And I am too selfish to be sorry
I think I always knew I'd find you someday
There had to be something real in all the plastic and paper
Had to be someone worth waiting for
But above it all, I needed to fall
And now I can't find a way to tell you what I am
And I didn't give a damn until I started living you
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Submission Name: Nymphomaniac (unfinished)
