So Done
I’m do done, I have to be selfish
I can’t even remember the last real kiss
This is so sad, only been together a short time
I give his lying ass props for his pick up line
I am way to nieve when it comes to love
I’m ending this and handing to the Lord above
It’s just not fair, getting ignored so much
I always wonder to whom hes giving his touch
Cause it sure as hell ain’t me...
Plenty of real men will see what can’t see
I am beautiful inside and out
Kind, caring and loving without a doubt
So if he don’t wanna see it and doesn’t care
Then peace the hell out there will be someone who will WANT to be there
He is all that matters in this “whatever you wanna call it”
I cant even talk to him without him throwing a fit
Cause its usually about him being a liar or quilty
Im walking away, no turning back..one day he will miss me!
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