I get horny when using my big toy

Story in my life, searching for the right, but it keeps avoiding me.

Sorrow in my soul, 'cause it seems that one really likes my company.

He's more than a man, and this is more than love, the reason that the skies blue.

The clouds are rolling in, because I'm gone again, but you and I just can't be true.

And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful, and it kills him inside to know that I am happy with some of the times.