I'm only telling you this
Because everybody knows you here
I have a sweet side
That almost nobody sees
If I throw a party, I treat my invitees well
Even those who weren't invited
Those who kiss me won't ever forget
I'm interested in everything
Everything has a mystery
I'm a devote of passion
A girl and a boy caught in stereo
But don't come stick on me
It doesn't make any sense
For you to call me late at night to upset me
After getting me
You want to lose me
I sleep with whoever I want on this blanket
And if I haven't been touched1
I'll readily forget
That's because I'm made of what's been leftover
1. Emotionally touched