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I keep a book of matches on me
Clung onto my side
They're held by see through panties
With the stitching spelling mine
Once we collided with the bed
He asked if he could have a drag
I told him that my smokes
Were in the black fake leather bag
He rose from maroon sheets
Without his clothing not a stitch
I try to hide a grin though
I've seen and felt every inch
He strikes the match and lights it
Then he's handing me the pack
But I can barely move from this position on my back
I draw one once I clean my face
Of substance that I earned
I licked it off my fingers
Then tobacco embers burned
We puff them both in silence
As the high is fading out
He said that he could fill it
But he'd never kiss my mouth
I feel a tinge of sadness
As the words start to sink in
I brush it off and smile
As his thumb glides on my chin
I'm walking to my car
October's breeze glazes my face
Sit with conflicting feelings
As I'm leaving from his place
Just give me seven minutes
Baby know I'll rock your world
You've been with other people
But there's nothing like this girl
Performance of the year
And I collect all the awards
I put in all the work
But I won't call it a reward
The sun goes down again
And I'm here back turning the key
I rev up the ignition
To go right back on my knees
We talked for twenty minutes
And I didn't catch a name
But now I'm in his driveway
Greeted with a"glad you came"
I let him use my body
And I'm taken by the rush
He starts talking dirty
Doesn't know it leaves me flushed
I fall into the friction
With my face rubbing his sheets
I take in every inch
But the connection's never deep
I wipe it off my back
And start to put away the lube
Reminded of the time inside a truck
I left the tube
As I'm leaving this time
This one asks me for a kiss
Delighted by the gesture
Maybe this time I'd be missed
Pick up my phone post shower
And a tear falls on the screen
Cuz I was blocked after I left
How could I not have seen
Sex was liberation
But now all I felt was shame
The fire burned so bright
Now there's just smoke without the flame
I gave him seven minutes
And I know I rocked his world
He's been with other people
And I'm just another girl
Performance of the year
He was the actor writing lines
I took that man to heaven
But salvation wasn't mine
I just wanted to feel something
When I got onto his bed
Absorbed the blissful pleasure
It got me outside my head
Every time I did it was one chip right to my soul
Cuz even though it's sex
It's finding love that was the goal
I kept it up for months
Before I finally had enough
I wanted something gentle
But all that I got was rough
Curled up in my bed crying
Now all I can do is dwell
Turns out through seeking heaven
I just found another hell
Seven minutes
Seven minutes
Seven minutes in heaven just felt like hell
Seven minutes
Seven minutes
Seven minutes in heaven just felt like hell