She's so God d*mn pretty, how can I compete with,
why she gettin' so mad, its not like you cheated.
'Cause she's your ex, my feelings should be depleted?
Call me crazy, but I just don't see it.
I don't mean to be conceded,
but maybe my care is what he needed.
He sure has succeeded,
'cause my heart has been stampeded.
Maybe I should have receded, retreated.
Maybe we shouldn't have kissed.
But the feeling of love, I have missed.
I feel the butterflies, as I try to resist.
I didn't know I had to be on the waiting list.
Sittin'...waitin'...pissed.
With narrowed eyes & a clenching fist.
Not for you, or her, but for me myself and I.
If you really still love him, your wishes I comply.
No more of my feelings, will I apply.
I'll tell them to run, duck, & hide.
Until y'all are both ready to completely say goodbye.
And if it never happens.....don't worry, I'll get by.
