I love the way you touch me, but only through the touchscreen
I love the way you touch me, but only through the touchscreen
I love the way it used to be, hate the way it is now
Look at what it's come to, I think it's time to get out
Fingertips instead of lips, emoticons, and images
I just want to talk, but all I do is stalk you
Today you left a voicemail, I think it was a butt dial
Cause there was no voice there, nope, nothing worthwhile
Something bout your touch that made me want to fuck
Though we never made love, cause there was never enough
Kiss me thru the phone, fuck me through the screen
Not everything is what it seems, what does it mean?
Real talk with fake friends, in real life I've realized
That real love, the real kind, is real hard to come by
Kumbaya, let's hold hands with handhelds
Is it the real me or my handle? I can't tell
Can't smell, I can't taste, can't hear
I can't see, it can't be the real you, so why do I feel you?
Why do I feel you?
Why do I feel you?
Why do I feel?
I hate the way you trick me, acting like you miss me
Cause after getting busy you never wanna kiss me
You always say you're busy, but I love when you come thru
Love when you text me, just tell me you'll cum soon
Just tell me you'll wait there, don't move, how many times have I told you?
I love you, I need to, just please let me see you
Just please let me go, can't take it no more
I hope you know that I hate you so
I love the way you touch me, but only through the touch screen
I love the way you touch me, but only through the touch screen
I love the way you touch me, but only through the touch screen
I hate the way I feel you, I know it's not the real you
I love the way you touch me
But only thru the touch screen
I hate the way I feel you
I know it's not real you
I hate the way I feel you, I know it's not real you
I hate the way I feel you, I know it's not real you
I hate the way I feel you, I know it's not real you
I love the way you touch me, but only through the touch screen
I love the way you touch me, but only through the touch screen
I hate the way I feel you, I know it's not the real you