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Pointing Fingers
Yes, I slept in his bed
Yes, I fucked him
Yes, It was amazing
Why the f*ck do you think you have any say,
What makes you think I need to keep you updated on my life
Lets play the game
Lets point fingers
You...
You moved her in after 2 weeks
You're obsessed with a hooker
You stayed on drugs
What about her on the other side
She is no angel herself
That girl...
She had another baby...
with a married man
still with him, still married, 6 years later
The way I see it...
We are the only two who are actually in the clear
Don't for one second believe that you have any say in my life and how I choose to live it
Or that you deserve any explanation whatsoever
He is mine
Not yours
Yes, I fucked him
Yes, It was amazing
Why the f*ck do you think you have any say,
What makes you think I need to keep you updated on my life
Lets play the game
Lets point fingers
You...
You moved her in after 2 weeks
You're obsessed with a hooker
You stayed on drugs
What about her on the other side
She is no angel herself
That girl...
She had another baby...
with a married man
still with him, still married, 6 years later
The way I see it...
We are the only two who are actually in the clear
Don't for one second believe that you have any say in my life and how I choose to live it
Or that you deserve any explanation whatsoever
He is mine
Not yours
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