Bitter
Why would I be bitter?
Cause you wasted my time?
Playing games answering my questions like you had no mind
Or maybe because you led me on as I did you
Plus you ended up not feeling the same too
I was willing to give up all da pussycat
that was on mylap no looking back
For her.. Just her
But no I'm not bitter
Nor am I mad or sad
But, I'm thankful you saved me from yourself and the girlfriend I would've had
It's soo crazy
Cus the girl that called my cell crying and screaming holy hell
That I spoke to, calmed down, made smile
Later would never give me the time of day
But its ok
Maybe I am too nice, maybe too sweet, maybe too... i dont know
But, I don't care
It's okay because I think your high
Not to be smug, but lookup perfect guy
And the definition will spell F, R, E, double D Y
It's watever, bye, it's been fun
Deuces my good lady on to the next one
Because I refuse to walk as you try to run
Honestly I kind of enjoyed your stupidity from end to beginning
Call me Mr. Sheen cause' sweetheart I'm still winning
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