No I don't have an answer

To all your lonely nights

But I know this ain't it

Swiping left right left right left right

This is what we've been reduced to

Give ourselves away for free

But it only soothes the symptoms

Temporary company

I'm so tired of sex in the city

Lonely people fucking indiscriminately

Moving fast moving on just as quickly

I'm so tired of imitation intimacy

This ain't no moral crusade

I really think that it would help

If you found happiness within you

Not inside someone else

You might say that I'm bitter

Might be correct as well

But I must pose the question

Are you happy ask yourself

I'm so tirеd of sex in the city

Lonely pеople fucking indiscriminately

Moving fast moving on just as quickly

I'm so tired of imitation intimacy

Now they're tryna figure out

Without being impolite

How to say they must be going

They got other plans tonight

They say "call when you get home

Cause that shit was really nice

We can do it anytime"

Maybe they will one or twice

But it wasn't love or lust

Just a Sunday afternoon

Where two lonely people met

And they licked each others wounds

It's a self sustaining cycle

Such a pitiful pursuit

I'm so tired of sex in the city

Lonely people fucking indiscriminately

Moving fast moving on just as quickly

I'm so tired of imitation intimacy

I'm so tired of sex in the city

Lonely people fucking indiscriminately

Moving fast moving on just as quickly

I'm so tired of imitation intimacy