I love in physical touch

I need it too much, at this point it's a habit

For me to go to his place

Then walk in with shame and wishing that I hadn't

If I think that's what I really need, then

Why do I feel bitter when I leave

'Cause I'll go to his place

Then walk in with shame and wish it never happened

I'm desperate

For someone just to hold me for a second

'Cause I get kinda lonely then regret

Spending nights in someone else's bed

When they wouldn't even notice if I left

I'm a mess when

I'm trading my emotions for attention

Giving up but that's not what I get

Maybe I should touch myself instead

'Cause they're always fucking better in my head

Better in my he-he-head he-he-head he-he-he-head

Better in my he-he-head he-he-head he-he-he-head

I think that intimacy is all that I need

but it's so hard to find it

It's always they're not into me

They tell me to leave, I'm constantly reminded (oh, that)

That goodbye only means a new confession

25 and I'm still learning stupid lessons

Intimacy is all that I need, but how do you define it?

(How do you define it?)

I'm desperate

For someone just to hold me for a second

'Cause I get kinda lonely then regret

Spending nights in someone else's bed

When they wouldn't even notice if I left

I'm a mess when

I'm trading my emotions for attention

Giving up but that's not what I get

Maybe I should touch myself instead

'Cause they're always fucking better in

my head (always fucking better in my)

Better in my he-he-head he-he-head he-he-he-head

(they're always fucking better in my)

Better in my he-he-head he-he-head he-he-he-head

I go through the emotions

I push then I pull him

I know I should just go to bed

Can't help that I'm hopeless

And know where it's going

But maybe just let me pretend

I'm desperate

For someone just to hold me for

a second (hold me for a second)

'Cause I get kinda lonely then regret (regret)

Spending nights in someone else's bed

When they wouldn't even notice if I left (oh)

I'm a mess when

I'm trading my emotions for

attention (I'm trading my emotions)

Giving up but that's not what I get

Maybe I should touch myself instead

'Cause they're always fucking better in my head

Better in my he-he-head he-he-head he-he-he-head

(they're always fucking better in my)

Better in my he-he-head he-he-head

he-he-he-head (they're always fucking)

Better in my