To All the Girls Hitting On My Boyfriend
Oh honey, honey. What do you think you are doing?
You are doing nothing, but brewing.
Brewing up all of this hate for you.
He doesn’t want you, and you are slowly turning blue.
Who do you think you are?
I am not afraid to hit you with a crowbar, even though you may think it’s bizarre.
Do you not know what commitment is?
I will just give you a pop quiz.
Do you not see all of the pictures.
I am not afraid to use the B word, but honey I am not afraid to cut a bitch.
Do you know who I am?
I am a crazy woman and I would sure as hell give you a slam.
You are telling him that I am a slut and just using him.
How about you look at yourself because your future with him is dim.
Don’t talk to him about how you feel and how you want him back.
You left his heart in pieces and I was the one to fix the crack.
He doesn’t like you, if he did he would be with you.
Haha, I guess you are screwed.
It has taken me years to build up my trust.
But here is the thing is you are in the dust.
I trust him, but not you because you will do anything to mess him up.
You are not gonna be the girl who you plan to use him as backup.
Relationships are hard enough.
After I might be in handcuffs because I am rough and tough.
You think you are so slick.
But here is the thing you are not going to even try to be the side chick.
I already told you to not do this.
I will be the one getting his kiss and you won’t be getting bliss.
I guess you will be dealing with the consequences once I see you.
I think that you should stop trying to brew things because we fit like glue.
Maybe you should worry about guys in your own town.
Because trust me right now you are acting like a clown and definitely won’t be getting his crown.
He is mine and I am very, VERY protective, if you don’t see that.
I trash a lot of people like you because you are nothing, but a brat.
I know you are jealous because he is happy with me.
So you can go take a knee and flee because can’t you see that together, him and I, are running wild and free.
Copyright © Brooke Munden | Year Posted 2016
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