Ok not LITERALLY Nick Jonas but whomever is inspiring/helping him write some of his new stuff totally has a hotline into my brain. I will crank up Jealous in the car as long as it not the remix. I like when men get jealous over the girl with the big brain and used to be bigger boobs lol who is a big old flirt. But when I heard Chains I nearly had to pull over and let my fingers go exploring.
The song starts playing and I swear my brain must quiet enough that it taps into that good girl core. Tap tap tap and I feel fingers crawling up my spine. They snake up until my eyes close and little puffs of smoke caress my cerebellum and I hear a smirk impressed that it can do in 15 seconds what I can’t do on my own. By the time the chorus starts my body is swaying and shivering as I imagine a long heavy silver chain against my naked back that I keep fastening around my throat when it feels like I might be set free. I don’t have to see whose holding them just need to feel that imaginary tug and hear that last refrain and I’m a happy happy girl–trying to break the chains but the chains only break me.