Just for Sex

A pile of clothes on the floor.
A questioning knock at the door.
A panicked feeling rises above.
Just for sex and not for love.

She cries at night wishing she'd die.
He answers her with a simple sigh.
True love here, is not found.
There is no floating off the ground.

Locker room talk, leaves her in tears.
He's telling her to have no fears.
"Boys just talk to not feel jealous,
But now we know that they won't forget us."

Her friends are sad,
Cause she's not near.
His friends are mad,
Cause he calls her dear.

Now the love is truly found.
Now there's floating off the ground.
Her friends are happy, his depressed.
Cause she had beaten all the rest.