I know where I stand When I'm forehead to shoulder With her
I know where I stand When you erase my words Not hers
Less than a stand, I guess it was closer to a kneel I was just the side piece you used so you could try to feel Ride or die chick, that bond was made well before I came How dare you speak of love when you knew this was all a game
I truly hate to say that in this instance I was right Cause this time it just hurts and takes a long and bitter bite.
We waited until he went to work Seven fifteen Grabbed any pants, shoes, n shirts
Left some dog turds in the air vents for a sexy scent Policed her personal room and then off we went
Twenty minutes to pack up what was left of her life Hoping this abusive fucker didn't sneak in on the sly If he came by I'd be inclined to point and shoot But the convoy scooted out in a line till we hit the boot
Now we on the highway not even looking back Got my sister in the car, safe, can't ask for more than...
Why are we here?" Annie asked. The silence had lingered too long and the old woman sitting in front of her seemed to be scrutinizing the very thread count of Annie's attire.
"Steven doesn't bring people he likes around here. He speaks to no one for a long period of time. He only speaks to me because of my gifts, my connection to the other side. But he has taken quite a liking to you. I wanted to meet you, see what he saw."
"So you sent that note? Well, I understand your reasons. But why are we here, in this place?"