A Player Is What Your Called

You use to be my soul mate
And my best friend
But you changed rapidly
Don't really know any reason why

You think you are special
But your kind is never rare
I can see it in your mysterious blue eyes
I can see it when you laugh with me
And sit around on me
I for gave you once again 
But you keep abusing my love once again 
Now I had enough of this 
I will straight up 
Leave you again
Because I've had enough of this
And now you can say I'm really pissed

I’m going to let it all go now 
I’m going stand up once again 
And I'm going to do things 
The right way once again
Another last fight once again
About a lot of things
And I will give up everything
To be on my own again


Someday you'll see things right way
Because you never know
When you're going to go 
And you'll be the one again 
Who’s left behind missing me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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