It's not like you dropped her off on my
Doorstep but when I met your floor mat
Standing on my welcome mat
The one that says WHO DAT I heard
Something and I said "whose that"
She was scared and feeling vulnerable on the
Otherside of her scars she was
Black and blue I knew I could see
Through she was wounded by you
She was afraid of the dark
You were the monster hiding
In the closet and under the bed
I inherited the side effects of
Your toxic sickness you
Gave her a disease you got
From your side piece you cheated
On her showing no loyalty
Giving her something to
Cry for to stop her weeping
Wiping eyes I guess that's
What I'm for don't ever
Darken my door I will never
Be in the mood for you
You're not welcome here to me you're through