-Every damn time it’s the same shit
& you got the nerve to throw a damn fit.
-How can you get mad because I was on the phone with my bestie?
Yeah she’s my ex, but I still treat her like family…And family comes first.
-But when you say you’ll love me unconditionally, you just give me the same bullshit.
-And here we are. Back at square 1.
You say “Marcus of course I love you. I never wanna lose you. But I Don’t Know.
-WHAT THE FUCK IS I DON’T KNOW?!?!?!?!?!?!?
You know how flip flopped you sound/
Maybe your words should not be heard out loud.
-It’s the same shit every time.
This shit is killing me, but I guess to you its fine.
-I’m not putting up with this stuff anymore,
you don’t like what I’m telling you, theirs the door.
-But theirs something I gotta tell you,
I love you, but I’m through.
-You say things will change & be different
but as I look, nothings fucking different.
-Why I keep falling for your shit, I Don’t Know.
Why I keep doing this to myself, I Don’t Know.