Criss Cross
You telling me this
You telling me that.
Let me sit back and let you in on a fact.
I saw you with a guy that wasn't me
Kissing and hugging in my Disbelief.
In your defense, I was the one to blame
You played at both ends, but you lost the game.
Lose my number, Get me outta your mind.
I'm not Helen Keller, I'm not deaf, Dumb and Blind.
You're two-faced and a self Centered *****.
Us getting back together is one hopeless wish.
Copyright © Shermaine Smith | Year Posted 2013
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