Now that I know love comes at a high price. How can I pawn my own heart, when the only man that I loved sold me out. My brains and beauty was not enough to keep you here, You aren't use to the finer things in life. Beer and chicken was all you longed for at home. The hoes you bagged here and there were just your first and second cousins. Your self-esteem was so low, something I realize right from the start. I taught you how to dress. I introduced you to Tommy, Calvin and Versace,when all you ever was use to was cut off jeans and rip t-shirts. All my friends thought that I was crazy for even getting involve with a low class punk like you. Saddly I was taken by your boy hood charms, It wasn't your money baby, because you never had any. You drove your pick-up like its a monster-truck, You tried to be hard, but baby we both knew what's hard, and what's not. Why should I cry for a slim ball like you. God did me a favor by showing you the door. You called me today, trying to explain your self, But Hey when its over, it's over and I've learned to execept that. So go on with your trashy hoes, and let me be. I don't want you no more. My heart was on fire, when you let me alone, but now I can go on and put you behind. Mr. Fountain this one's for you. So now you know I'm through.
Reason for writing:
SMF I've seen the light and its time I've moved on.
Birth sign: Cancer
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