Sex Love Remorse

Sex love remorse

whole bed off course

heart on torch

tongue do Morse

Sex love remorse

same old war, new corpse

touch turn cold, then coarse

yeah we drowned that horse

Sex love remorse

say your name, stay hoarse

you my drug, my source

still we crash full force

Met you on a bad idea

cheap wine, bright IKEA

Strobe in the bathroom mirror

red dress, hand draw nearer

Hands on hips, no brakes

two lost kids, high stakes

You said “don’t catch feels”

smirk on lips, no shield

Clothes on the floor, heartbeat drum

room spin slow, both go numb

Next week, brunch turn blame

screenshot scars, petty games

You post subs, I post worse

caption thirst, comments burst

Group chat court, no jury

both in the wrong, both fury

Sex love remorse

same old war, new corpse

touch turn cold, then coarse

yeah we drowned that horse

Sex love remorse

say your name, stay hoarse

you my drug, my source

still we crash full force

Phone on mute, still rings

ghost in my ear, it sings

Your perfume haunt my hoodie

every stain rerun movie

You move on, new dude, no rest

pics in the feed, all chest

I hit send, unsend, repeat

typed “sorry” then “you cheat”

Truth? I miss our nonsense

argue, then touch, no conscience

Laugh mid-fight, door slam

wake up tangled, no plan

Now I scroll through our messages

old “I hate you” turn elegies

Whole damn love felt forced

now I’m stuck in the chorus

Sex love remorse

rerun, no recourse

heart off course

tongue do Morse

One more text, of course

then delete, reinforce

Sex love remorse

fade to black, cut short