Alone, but together, naked in bed

He finishes, rolls over and lays down his head

His lips whispered sweet nothings in my ears

He didn't even notice my pillow dampened with tears 

He is a stranger whose smell I don't know

A one night relationship where nothing can grow

My name wasn't necessary, it never is

I wish mine mattered, because I'd like to know his

But my skin told him all he wanted to hear

Anymore would have fallen on his deaf ears

My thighs became my only history

My ass my only past he wanted to see

He listened to what my tits had to say

But cared less about what made me this way

The only question, "Does that feel good and turn you on?"

But I wasn't listening, I was already gone

Because i know too well how this story ends

He might say thanks, or let's just be friends

Fuck You! is what I want to yell

But I smile and nod and bid him farewell 

My name wasn't necessary and neither am I 

And everytime a little part of me dies

So I wash myself and begin again

And remove the scent of them on my skin

Why can't they want more? Why can't they stay?

But I don't love myself, so how could they?

Maybe in time they will want to know more

And maybe I won't always feel like a whore

But first I need to write my own love story

Where I learn to let go, where I forgive me

Then maybe there will come a time

When happily ever after isn't just a nursery rhyme

But for now I guess it will remain the same

Until I finally learn to ask my own name