This is what happens when you let go.
When you become vulnerable.
I'm just a choice you made.
I was on the list of lovers.
I made the cut I see, because I'm the one standing in front of you.
How could I have been so ******* stupid not to see the ******* truth.
Now I sit here wondering if everything is true or false
I wish you would of picked another.
I can't stand that I was just a ******* number for you to call when you were lonely.
I been faithful this whole ******* time to find out in the beginning you were exploring your options.
Now to wonder what's really true.
I have cried so many nights
& you're fine just living life.