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What's the Point

What’s the point of having a man, when it feels like I don’t? What’s the point of calling somebody who doesn’t answer the phone? What’s the point of loving somebody who I think don’t love me no more? What’s the point of trying to make something work, I think wont? So in my eyes I’mma do Ary, and let my feelings ride. Because me thinking about him makes me wanna cry. What’s the point of keeping you around, and I know you don’t want to stay. So let me know how you feel, because I can get somebody who cares about me. Boss I don’t have tine, I can be single and live my life without you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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