Sometimes I think About the way she treats me
The way she speaks
I even think. Of times when she doesn't. Reply maybe I'm not her type of guy
Do I care
Yes
Sometimes I feel I'm not blessed
So much mess
Is putting me through a lot of stress
But does she care
No she only thinks of her needs and desires
Sorry baby but that's not the type of heat you use to light my fire
Knowing I hate liers
But you ll lie in my face
Sometimes I wonder did I deserve to be in this place
Sometimes I wonder how life looks through other people's eyes
To see if there struggles are worse than mines
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 3:12 PM UTC
Sometimes I think About the way she treats me
The way she speaks
I even think. Of times when she doesn't. Reply maybe I'm not her type of guy
Do I care
Yes
Sometimes I feel I'm not blessed
So much mess
Is putting me through a lot of stress
But does she care
No she only thinks of her needs and desires
Sorry baby but that's not the type of heat you use to light my fire
Knowing I hate liers
But you ll lie in my face
Sometimes I wonder did I deserve to be in this place
Sometimes I wonder how life looks through other people's eyes
To see if there struggles are worse than mines
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