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I deserve better
Life is so bad I can only dream.
The words of love toward me cannot be real
I want real love, thats why it seems
A dream is the only way I can feel
What I deserve because God knows I give it
send me someone worthy is all that I pray
then with reality of life I am hit
begging I wont do for a man to stay
I wont tolerate abuse nor disrespect
I wont be a foot stool just for his love
because I am a worthy woman
huh? too much pride you say?
No way in hell will I have the pain
the pain of my own love thrown back on my face
Little do you realize I can care for you
if only your ignorant grace would allow me to
I want to be happy and I believe I deserve it
with all the time I have put in, into you
there are some thing that I just cant understand
what does it take for you to grow and be a man
Your blindness allows you to chase these hoes
not knowing that it takes a real woman to keep her legs closed
not that I wouldnt love your sincere touch
but the women you choose instead have men like you
men just like you, a little too much
So dont you dare come stolling to me
after she has had you and left you with flees
because remember in the beginning you could have chose
you could have chose me
The words of love toward me cannot be real
I want real love, thats why it seems
A dream is the only way I can feel
What I deserve because God knows I give it
send me someone worthy is all that I pray
then with reality of life I am hit
begging I wont do for a man to stay
I wont tolerate abuse nor disrespect
I wont be a foot stool just for his love
because I am a worthy woman
huh? too much pride you say?
No way in hell will I have the pain
the pain of my own love thrown back on my face
Little do you realize I can care for you
if only your ignorant grace would allow me to
I want to be happy and I believe I deserve it
with all the time I have put in, into you
there are some thing that I just cant understand
what does it take for you to grow and be a man
Your blindness allows you to chase these hoes
not knowing that it takes a real woman to keep her legs closed
not that I wouldnt love your sincere touch
but the women you choose instead have men like you
men just like you, a little too much
So dont you dare come stolling to me
after she has had you and left you with flees
because remember in the beginning you could have chose
you could have chose me
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