I sit by the phone And wait for your call, But the phone doesn't ring; You're just like them all. The rest never called, Neither do you; I cut them all loose, And that's what I'll do. I put up with your shit But my patience wears thin; I've got a list of your faults, Shall I begin? No, I'll save it for later, (It's too long to read) But listen to me now, To my comments, take heed. It could happen to you, So remember what I say, If you don't get it straight, We're through one of these days...
Reason for writing:
My boyfriend just pisses me off now.
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