You’re chasing me like a ramming ox with no understanding of who I am. Get off me. The pussy ain’t that good anyway. Not that good.
Breathing smoke down my neck stating your claim. How funny you would do anything just to get my attention. Always talking about me to whoever would listen. I laugh at you the foolishness of a man who want control of me. Even if you take it all your still not satisfy because you want me to watch as you hold it hypothetically in your hands. But wait you continue to want me there so you can point the things out that you will later discover I can, can’t, or won’t do. All because you are my God and I must forever be prophesize to I’m just telling you that it ain’t that… good anyway.
Yes I know love don’t love no body. I know that it a thin line between love and hate. I can sit here and give you a million and one songs to describe all the cliché about love but who has time for that. Move on move forward just move. Stop thinking just because we had sex you now own me because in reality the pu…. It ain’t that good anyway.
You struggle with everything I do watching while I really seriously ignoring you. It has been brought to my attention that you have problems as you live your dreams. Always expecting me to look on when I’ve moved on Hell I’m talk about the…. Your stokes didn’t drive me wild. And I promise I didn’t fall enlove with your dick.
So why am I writing this why am I bring it up now because I realize if I give what you want the old me maybe you feel I’m not worth your time. So maybe you’ll forget about me and you can bet your life on this it ain’t that good anyway.