Indian Housewife Huge Boobs Part 1

Dolls full of pins Pierce my heart straight through

I got issues in my head I like you in my bed but you keep me on read

Oh, everything is like a test I better not text or I'll come off desperate

But if I lay down and I play dead and I stay dead

Baby you'll get sick of being the monster Out of my head, under my bed

Thinking something out of my nightmares

Standing right there

But if I lay down and I play dead and I stay dead

Then will you get buttercup?

So if I play dead, will you regret Everything that you did, that you said

I don't think you understand what you're doing And my heart's black and blue from the bruising

I feel like when I'm with you I'm losing I feel like you think that this amusing

Sitting there gaslighting and confusing Was it me, is it me, am I deluded?

I'm the one who's always sorry, the conclusion Even though I offer all of the solutions

I wish you loved me like I love you, it's stupid When I'm alone with you I never feel lucid

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