I can be bitchy at times
Yet you don’t care
I can shout, hit, and call you names
Yet you embrace me and want to give me your last name
I can be cruel, brutal, and mean
Yet you see me as a Queen
I start fights and hit you in that spot
To lay your hands on me you will not
Why me, I neglect you on certain days
Yet you tell me you love me and it’s not a phase
I ignore your phone calls and messages
Yet you find ways to see me
How can this be with all the hurtful things I do
To get attention I nag the hell out of you
Yet you kiss me and call me your boo
What do you want from me? I’m giving you all my flaws
Yet you ignore them and call me your all
You’re not like most guys
That comes by surprise
Never thinking with your second brain
You have me on this ecstasy train
I want to fight you away
Yet you call me baby
I gave up on finding Mr. Right Yet here you are
Can this be true, can it be real?
I’mma stick it out and see how I feel
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