I think, I could last at least a week
I stare across the street
To check my inbox
I eat some rice chex
And then I sit down
It's nice to have a little warning
Im taking matters into my own hands
Yelling and running
Im usually lazy
Its very cold here
Is cold and hard as hell
I am too busy to have friends
There are some school kids
As far as I can tell
The first orgasm of the morning
And see the churches
By the window
I make some coffee
They barely notice
A lover would just complicate my plans
Im taking matters into my own hands
Is like a fire drill
Without someone to hold me
That I am coming
There won't be any second coming
And the blue
It is a challenge
I arch my back
Without someone to hold me
I only read a word or two
'Cause Im very close now
But not enjoyable
I think, I could last at least a week
The first orgasm of the morning
So I will never look for love again