He asks how do you feel
like a fool
whoever known
love can you give you the blues
I sit in this bed alone
hating and hoping you'll come on home
knowing that I shouldn't be up this late
knowing that you aint coming home till late
sitting here just stuck in my own world
its sad indeed
that I wish I was your girl
It's funny how me and him was cutting
Now today he walks in my door with his shawty
I must admit I was kind of embarrassed
Because I'm wasting my time with you
and I'm having thoughts of a common marriage
with smoke flowing from a blue bong
You'll never know how long karma will wait
to make your heart fall
and mines dropped
I think this was the day my brain finally yelled stop
or was it fired it yelled something indeed
out of pain and tears this miserable shidd indeed
I slept to 2 pm didn't go to sleep til 5
I only woke up because I felt like getting high
Mona_LisaNvaSmiles
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