Ex Fling

You called me Babe on Friday

Heavy words and lightweight charm

Selling me a future

Like you had the stamina to actually do me harm

But now the room is quiet

And the tone switched lightning quick

The blue pills didn't save the night

And the atmosphere is thick

Now it's Vivian

Say it straight to my face

Crazy how my name got formal

When you couldn't keep the pace

You're acting shady Girvan

Eyes low and pacing the floor

Couldn't even lift your head

To look at what you're losing at the door

Eyes darting like a nervous cat

Swagger dead in under a week

From interest to distance

Because your body missed the rhythm that I seek

I don't move slow

I don't rehearse

I don't beg chemistry to work

And I don't downplay my hunger

Just to protect your fragile nerves

Don't tell me you're tired

Don't sell me a mood

You had me drive across town

For a conversation and some food?

I made it clear from the jump

No disguise and no lies

No romance or future talk

Just you fucking me right between the sheets

So why am I in your bed

Fully ready and fully here

While you stall and overthink

Like your desire disappeared

You're reaching for reassurance

Before you're reaching for me

Skipping the foreplay I asked for

Ignoring my velocity

You want a trophy for the effort

For barely showing up

That's not chemistry Girvan

That's just you hoping I'll adjust

I told you I was horny

I told you where I stand

I didn't come to talk all night

I came to get fucked by a man

I waited years to feel a pulse

That doesn't flinch or hide

But every time I touch your skin

You retreat and close inside

Your signal's pointed at the floor

When it should've known my frame

A compass losing north

The second that I say fuck me hard

You're worried about your image

I'm worried about my fire

And I won't dim my voltage

To make your ego feel higher

Call me Vivian if it helps you cope

But I'm not the one Soft against the wall

I know exactly what I want

And I don't negotiate small

I'm a woman in my prime

My sex drive is in overdrive

I don't apologize for wanting more

I just organize my life

If your body can't meet me

Declare it before I arrive

Don't invite me to your house

Then act shocked that I'm alive

I'm not your sex therapist

I'm not here for your practice

I'm a desert looking for rain

Not a bed for your static

You're offering formality

Where there should be a flame

And I'm far too grown

For these middle-school games

So take your distance

Take your pride

Take whatever story

Helps you sleep at night

Call me Vivian

Call me cold

I've called my Uber

And I'm already gone

I move exactly how men do

I hunt for what I need

And a stalled-out engine

Isn't something I'm gonna feed

I'll go home and charge

My battery-operated boyfriend

He stays hard as long as I want

Nicholl I deleted your address from my contacts

Go get your blood flow checked

And get a stronger prescription for that blue pill