I am staring at this silver moon
Drinking green tea

Thinking about why my white baby
Had to leave me for a black man
With white Bentley

Why she had to do that on a pink Friday
Wearing my favourite pink dress

Leaving me with so much stress
Now my face is red hot like Santa's chest

Reading your break up test

Playing my heart like the game of chess

I can't believe am now your ex
As a matter of fact

I can't believe I am alone in this nest

Alone without you my *white dove