I Don’t Love You Anymore, But I Still Want To Fuck You

I wish there was a Hallmark card
That I can give to you,
To explain that I still want to fuck,
But that sadly this relationship is through.

For inside it would read,
“Babe, this thing has run its course,
I still wanna fuck you,
But I want a divorce”

You open the card to see what’s true,
I don’t love you anymore,
But Im still down to screw.

I don’t want to be with you,
Yet continue to make you squeal.
You look disappointed.
And ask me if this is real.

Don’t get me wrong,
You’re hot as hell,
But it’s your pretty pussy that I want;
That sloppy, pulsating clamshell.

You cry and beg.
Obviously, wanting for more.
If we aren’t gonna fuck,
I’m going to show you the door.

You can’t understand,
And you can’t believe.
But baby girl, I want you to fuck me,
And then, I want you to leave.

It’s all about that pussy,
For I don’t love you anymore.
I don’t want you to be my girlfriend.
I am begging you to be my whore.

Fuck me sloppy,
Fuck me now.
I wasn’t in love with you,
Anyhow.

I’d rather tear your panties off,
And make you leave,
Once we are through.
Babe, I don’t know how to tell you this,
I’m not in love anymore,
But I still want to fuck you.