The Player

Your a player,
You know it's true.
Me and You,
Will soon be through.

I'm sick and tired,
Of all your games.
My heart is filled,
With shooting pains.

You always skip,
From girl to girl.
You make my stomach,
want to hurl.

But like i said,
us is over.
it's like i was drunk,
and just got sober.

Your a player,
You know it's true.
And after all this,
I still love you.