Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bullet for My Valentine, artist - Insane Poetry. Date of issue: 02.09.2013
Song language: English
Bullet for My Valentine |
| CYCO |
| I can’t believe it, it really had to come to this |
| You were my soulmate |
| Why were you so fake? |
| You had no faith, in our relationship |
| That fuckin' vanity, had you up in Satan’s grip |
| I know you were makin' chips |
| And I was slavin' at the 9 to 5 |
| Patiently waitin' for my time to shine |
| After three month |
| We planned to have a child |
| Thought it would slow you down |
| Stop you from actin' wild |
| Connan was born, I cried when he cracked the smile |
| That was it, we on the whole 'nother chapter now |
| You moved out, so you can freely fuck your ex again |
| Nigga after nigga while my son, I was done |
| Even brought a nigga to my residence, asking for bucks |
| Laughing it up, knowing I’ll be mad as fuck |
| Fucking bitch, that was wrong of you |
| So on February 14th, I wrote this fucking song for you |
| Sutter Kain |
| Here’s a bullet for my valentine |
| Yes, a bullet for my valentine |
| I got a bullet for my valentine |
| Here’s a bullet for my valentine |
| It’s got your name on it, baby |
| Forever my lady |
| Here’s a bullet for my valentine |
| Yes, a bullet for my valentine |
| I got a bullet for my valentine |
| Here’s a bullet for my valentine |
| It’s got your name on it, baby |
| Forever my lady |
| CYCO |
| I gave up, thinkin' «I hope to die» |
| You picked up, moved out to ocean side |
| You grew up, it seem like we could be friends |
| But to be friends, you have to see ends |
| Man, I got three kids |
| Connan and Brennan, lil' Cole |
| So I gotta see 'em every other weekend |
| And you live upnorth, he’s in my present thoughts |
| His mama hates nigga, that’s why we rarely talk |
| I had this fly job, gave you my child support |
| Whatever you needed, you had my support |
| You said you fell in love, you had your mashed Damien |
| Took my son away from me and moved to Atlanta |
| That hurt me real bad, more than I could ever tell |
| Became a different person, after your marriage failed |
| Talkin' shit about me to my son that was wrong |
| So on February 14th, I wrote this fucking song |
| Sutter Kain |
| Here’s a bullet for my valentine |
| Yes, a bullet for my valentine |
| I got a bullet for my valentine |
| Here’s a bullet for my valentine |
| It’s got your name on it, baby |
| Forever my lady |
| Here’s a bullet for my valentine |
| Yes, a bullet for my valentine |
| I got a bullet for my valentine |
| Here’s a bullet for my valentine |
| It’s got your name on it, baby |
| Forever my lady |