[Verse 1] You sent that picture and my brain fucking short-circuited Thighs spread on my screen like you knew exactly what it would do to me I’m staring so hard my vision’s blurring, teeth already aching I can almost taste the skin you’re showing off just to ruin me Your voice note’s still playing on loop while I’m biting my own lip You moaned my name like you wanted me to crawl through the phone I’m gripping myself too tight, breathing heavy in the dark Saving every second like I’m gonna replay it when I’m alone [Pre-Chorus] You know what you’re doing when you send me shit like that You want me feral. You want me desperate. You want me mean. I’m already marking you in my head — teeth on your throat, hands on your hips Even through glass I’m gonna leave something that stays [Chorus] Bite marks on the screen, baby, I’m leaving them anyway Every photo, every voice note, every fucking frame I’m sinking my teeth into pixels like they’re your skin You can delete it later but you’ll still feel me when you touch yourself again Bite marks on the screen and I’m getting meaner with every one I want you to open your phone tomorrow and feel owned I want you squirming knowing I was on the other side Teeth bared, breathing hard, already planning where I’m gonna bite next [Verse 2] I’m recording myself right now just so you can hear how fucked up I am Breathing all shaky, voice low, telling you exactly what I’d do if I was there I want you to play it in public and try to keep a straight face While I’m describing how I’d pin you down and bite until you shake You started this. You sent the first picture. You moaned first. Now I’m just matching your energy — except I bite harder. I’m not asking anymore. I’m telling you what’s mine. And right now? Every inch of you on my screen is fucking mine. [Chorus] Bite marks on the screen, and I’m not being gentle with them I want them dark. I want them obvious. I want them to last. I’m claiming you through glass and static and distance And you’re gonna thank me for it when you see them tomorrow [Bridge] Send me another one. Right now. I want something I can bite back at. I want something that makes me lose the rest of my composure. I want you to feel how fucking feral you make me. [Final Chorus] Bite marks on the screen and they’re getting darker every time I’m not stopping until you’re marked even when I’m not there You wanted feral? You got it. You wanted obsessed? Look at your phone, baby. That’s what it looks like when I can’t have you yet. [Outro] Bite marks on the screen… Still glowing when I close my eyes… You’re never cleaning these off.
