No... you haven’t lived until you’ve prayed for death
Because on everything I loved I swore my last breath
I guess you didn’t realize how important a vowe to god was to me
But did you have to let them put me thru all this misery
And the lies and the games and the hate
Divorce is fine but how many times are you going to trick me and come back to bate
I’m not the pervert or the witch that’s twisted
I’m not one of the people magically gifted
You let them lie and blame me for everything
They all swear they’re better while they swear they bring what I bring
There so fucking weird and sick I can’t stand to feel like them
They won’t take no or go away as they twist every loop and bend
But they’re your friends
And you love them more
As you lie and tell the world I’m just some thot whore
Please I wish men paid all my bills I did everything on my own with no help from no one
Down to my own school my own condo my sick dog and I’m done
Forget it I tried... that’s all I ever do
For a bunch of less then bitches with their lies to say they better then you.
First off bitch you’re done logging in and out of my name
And second of all drunk and full aren’t the same...
It wasn’t fucking me!!!
What a cute cliche turned so wack
You’d think a mother fucker would have my back 🖕🏻