Lay here

 

I lay here in my bed

thinking about the times we shared

going over every weekend

showing that I fucking cared

 

proving that my love ran deep

Thought that what he had was rare

and so much more than just some sex

pale skin that was bare

 

Turns out I that was wrong though,

And that it all was a lie

Thought I was individual

You had more than one guy

 

It's no surprise, to me

Honestly It's plain to see that blatantly

You hated me right from the start

you slept me to fill vacancy - - inside you

 

And that's some real shit

It may be true that from the start, you never planned a finish

It may be true that from the start, all we shared were spirits or kisses or differences

but what the difference?

 

Damn, and that's some real shit

the truth is hard to swallow,

but spitters are quitters right?

yet you quit me like it was just a one-night stand

fuck, Now look where we stand

 

 

I lay here in my bed

Thinking about that love we shared

Was only going through the motions

I don't think I really cared

 

See our love was like a jigsaw

fun to do, but there were always pieces missing,

tween your bitching and our drinking.

 

So honestly girl, I don't know why I'm crying

See me leaving you, is like I'm leaving the fighting

I can see clearly now, without you dimmin' the lighting

Couldn't say that in person but now I can through my rhyming

 

Knowing you had more than one guy is kinda comforting

You may be wondering "why" well Let me tell you bout my

stumbling outcha best friends room, You heard me right

You aren't as tight as you think you are so go home and fight

 

And have a fun time finding somebody better

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