Grrrrrrr.

by XxNothing More Then MemoriezxX

Everytime I think of it makes me hate you more.
Every girl who offers to have sex with you,
You leave me for them.

I always asked whats wrong with me??
Because you could never stay.
Now I see, boy you ain't the one for me.

Now, because I almost died.
You realize you're in love with me.
But baby I don't care.

Why are you always doin' this to me?
You ain't goin' to change.
And I need a man.

But you soooo ain't that guy.
'Cause baby boy you can't comprehend love.
I'm done, being your little girl toy.

Submission date : 2009-06-21

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