Love doesn’t make you happy

What is up with you?
Always complaining about I’m never home because I work too much.
Then I work less and struggling to pay the bills, you complaining about me not working enough?
I barely know my own kid. I only know his name and he likes RC cars because I always have to work so you can buy your fucking Gucci purses.

I spend 4 thousand on a car for you because you said you needed one and you don’t even wanna drive in it because it’s used and not an BMW?
Now you wanna find another man who can provide for you because I can’t be the man you deserve?

Honestly I’m excited for it.
Because the truth is you want a mans money and I only got in a relationship with you to heal my sorrows after I lost my daughter.
We are both horrible and I will let you go.
Just promise me I won’t lose my son too.