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Kill You
Looking at it now I could've been something better
But you threw our love away then went on to the next man coming
And now I see you in my nightmares its not clear who you running from,
Me and my anger or us and our memories, you stupid bitch you put him way ahead of me
How could you do me like that I told you everything and we went through thick and thin
Now its clear to see that I meant nothing, I'm at a dead end I dunno where to go
Yet you laying on your back you dirty hoe, the place we called home aint really a home now
Its more like a brothel you find love at the end of the bottle then you crash down passing out
Okay, I see how it is you've gone back to your old ways - makeup smeared over your face
What are you doing to your self? Do you miss me? Done fucking with my friends and family?
I just don't understand your mind, in the beginning we were more than fine
Two months later whose this other guy? Whys he calling you babe for?
Why you locking your door when you on the phone, don't you want me to find out?
So many questions with no answers, my brain is ticking and my stomach just keeps on sinking
Imma kill him imma kill you no one will hear your screams, il just let you both bleed out on the floor
Rest in peace to the whore I once loved and rest in peace to the weasel she secretly fucked
Worst thing was I got hurt real bad my chest was crying out, where was you when I needed ya?
Oh yeah out with him doing the things I wanted us to do that we never did, now its over
Because imma kill him imma kill you, then imma pull the trigger Il never miss ya
But you threw our love away then went on to the next man coming
And now I see you in my nightmares its not clear who you running from,
Me and my anger or us and our memories, you stupid bitch you put him way ahead of me
How could you do me like that I told you everything and we went through thick and thin
Now its clear to see that I meant nothing, I'm at a dead end I dunno where to go
Yet you laying on your back you dirty hoe, the place we called home aint really a home now
Its more like a brothel you find love at the end of the bottle then you crash down passing out
Okay, I see how it is you've gone back to your old ways - makeup smeared over your face
What are you doing to your self? Do you miss me? Done fucking with my friends and family?
I just don't understand your mind, in the beginning we were more than fine
Two months later whose this other guy? Whys he calling you babe for?
Why you locking your door when you on the phone, don't you want me to find out?
So many questions with no answers, my brain is ticking and my stomach just keeps on sinking
Imma kill him imma kill you no one will hear your screams, il just let you both bleed out on the floor
Rest in peace to the whore I once loved and rest in peace to the weasel she secretly fucked
Worst thing was I got hurt real bad my chest was crying out, where was you when I needed ya?
Oh yeah out with him doing the things I wanted us to do that we never did, now its over
Because imma kill him imma kill you, then imma pull the trigger Il never miss ya
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