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Dear gamer
You make so much since that I almost forgot who you were
Forgot how you have done me
Ways you used to run me
Resulting in you contacting me today
So you told someone a truth
I agree with what you say
I know your next steps will be to play
Men and women are different
Some come to heal and repair
Some really need that gentle love
Some long for you to cause dispair
They can be free to do what they want
Use a disagreement as a front
So you are out of the way
Then they go play
Until you come back
Stop insulting my intelligence
Put that cell phone away
Knowing you just want to pull me into conversation
Your next step is to play
Look
If you want love, you'll get it
Times get hard, you regret it
Apologies, you can't accept it
Even though you set the wrong in motion
I have been here with you
Yeah, what you said was true
Why call me when I know too well what you do
Throw my number in the ocean
You should have been real
You took how I feel
Now I feel like I don't trust
Just the sight of your number caused me disgust
If we learn what we already know
We learn nothing else, so we can't grow
One of mine was saying no
Stop texting me, can't you see that I have let you go
Sorry, dear gamer...find another good man
Forgot how you have done me
Ways you used to run me
Resulting in you contacting me today
So you told someone a truth
I agree with what you say
I know your next steps will be to play
Men and women are different
Some come to heal and repair
Some really need that gentle love
Some long for you to cause dispair
They can be free to do what they want
Use a disagreement as a front
So you are out of the way
Then they go play
Until you come back
Stop insulting my intelligence
Put that cell phone away
Knowing you just want to pull me into conversation
Your next step is to play
Look
If you want love, you'll get it
Times get hard, you regret it
Apologies, you can't accept it
Even though you set the wrong in motion
I have been here with you
Yeah, what you said was true
Why call me when I know too well what you do
Throw my number in the ocean
You should have been real
You took how I feel
Now I feel like I don't trust
Just the sight of your number caused me disgust
If we learn what we already know
We learn nothing else, so we can't grow
One of mine was saying no
Stop texting me, can't you see that I have let you go
Sorry, dear gamer...find another good man
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