Woodlynn Sance

What is a girl to do
When my body is torn in two?

What do you mean?
Can’t you see he likes you too?
Girl, you’re stupid, this boy loves you
Nah, he’s just tryna bust a nut in you
Oh shit, I forgot, my lady parts want him too

So again, I ask

What is a girl to do
When my body is broken in three?

My mind is telling me what’s clear to see
Are you sure?
My heart seems to agree
Yes I’m sure
But my sex is warning me not to be carefree
Don’t be so sure

Smooth words drips off his tongue, like sweet juices from my peach bud
Don’t trust him
Like matchsticks his fingers light me on fire, I’m burning in the abyss of a charming stud
Enjoy him

God, he’s in my head
Father, he’s on my heart
Jesus, he wants my flesh

Holy trinity save my soul
This game of love got me chained by my sole

One last time, I ask
What is a girl to do
When I’m torn in two?