Love, Hurt, and Anger
Why are you such a skeeze?
It doesn’t matter how many times you say “please”
You never really cared for me
There’s no way I’m giving you back the key
Thing is, you’re not all that smart
I should have known right from the start
Using these cruel tricks n’ shit
Just so you can get some pics of this?
Who knew you were so desperate
I guess your pants were just that desolate
Seven years of wasted tears
For you to pierce my heart with a pointed spear
You played me like a cat with string
With all your casual cool talk and masterful flirting
If only I had known it was all a cheap ploy
To you, I was just a fun little toy
I’m glad that now you’re out of my life
Give my condolences to your future wife
No more of your lame excuses
My last word to you: deuces