Can you focus For five minutes On me Im wearing black lace lingerie Yet you won’t take your eyes off that god damned laptop The MacBook Pro that I want to launch across the city Im sick of fighting for your attention There are men who would fall on their knees And beg for mine You tip and tap and chit and chat All fucking day Then throw yourself into bed Without noticing the silk slip Delicately draped over my curves I need to be loved Seen Heard Fucked deeply Destroyed The final straw was our anniversary You went to a meeting And didn’t bring back anything No flowers, no card No hard cock I decided enough was enough I needed more So I went and got it And got it And got it And that’s when I realized I was built for pleasure To please and sleaze I seduced one man after another. Unsurprisingly, he didn’t notice my absence . I fucked the CEO of a financial firm In our California king And you came home while his face was between my legs. I smiled as his jaw dropped Shocked Finally, I have your attention.