| This is the last chance, that im gonna give you
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| To let me down, only god knows why I feell you
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| To be real you, are something ive always hated
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| Something that in life I thought was supposed to be sacred
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| But I had to fake it, take it- in -as a kid
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| Learned in life, you can never depend
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| On anybody, anything, any set schedule
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| Every time I think ive gotten comfortable, they let go
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| Said so, thats the reason behind everything I do
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| In fact, impulsive actions brought me to you
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| Seeing thru everything you tried to hide in the beginning
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| Even blind to your reflection & the sinning
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| That you brag about- when I tag, I mouth
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| Words- underneath my breath, they come out from in my chest
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| Im impressed, that the fabrications that you shoot thru my ears
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| Sounded so pretty, pity party, part- if we, lift thee
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| Blindfold made of bricks, up off my eyes
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| And the chain to my stomach, then I’ll realize
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| All you told was lies, loved to see me cry
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| & never gonna be another love like you & I
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| Words cannot describe, what I felt inside
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| Demons pushing out from in stomach & I died
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| That summer that you left me, promised you would get me
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| Exactly what you gave me & it made me
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| Just a little crazy, just enough
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| To be cold hearted, guarded, interior rough, fuck
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| Left me so fucked up, I think you scarred this bitch for life
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| Boys are just bitches, they play games & some play it right
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| I dont trust nobody cuz people’r all the same
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| & dont expect perfection cuz you’ll be the one to blame
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| Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, not nice
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| Never ever gonna trust another slut in in my life
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| But if I fight, urges that I hold back
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| Fuck her up when I see her & ill make a whole track
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| About the victory, bitches love the dick ya see
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| Penis is the prize possession- they love to be
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| Imagining, they were me, so they chase after my boyfriends
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| Sucking dicks better than prostitutes, noise ends
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| Toys bend when I slash em, never gonna pass em
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| Cuz im on that p track, hoodrats, we dont need that
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| See that, I be killing em, apples, I be peeling em
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| How you like it now? |
| Coming down to the ceiling im
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| Sittin on the roof, sitting upside down
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| At a different perspective & damn I really see it now !
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| Seeing how- I could be so- whats the word?
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| Gullable, & loveable, so mother fuck the world
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| How could it be so cruel to me when all I do is desecrate it
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| Karma wants ta box & I really fucken hate it
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| Even waited, hesitated-→ when she stepped to me
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| Still said it like, bitch, you better bring your best to me
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| Left me so fucked up, I think you scarred this bitch for life
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| Hoes are just bitches, they play games & some play it right
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| I dont trust nobody cuz people’r all the same
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| & dont expect perfection cuz you’ll be the one to blame |