I was tangled around the spider web you’ve

Been weaving throughout your life

Messing around always keeping me down

But then why did I want more?

You said you’re “sorry” that “this needs to end”

Just kissing my ass trying to make amends

And I thought I was the whore…

Look at me? Can’t you see?

Every other boy calls me “baby” they say I’m “too pretty”

But I wanted you

I wanted you to want me too

You dropped me like a rock

I guess I’ll never out win your lotion sock

Your videogames meant your world

They made me want to hurl

So fuck your nerd ass and all you “stand for”

Your momma’s whining bitch and I’m your ex, the whore.


-Ashley Knight


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