By Arcassin Burnham

Pretty girl,
has her hands around my neck and it feels , nice.
pretty girl,
you got a chip on your shoulder,
you haven't got older,
i see it now.

I've tried and tried and tried to love you the way
a man should,
sometimes you gave that back.

Pretty girl,
you made a fool out of my love and never
wanted the peace.
pretty girl,
you're always at my **** throat,
you never shut up.

I never really loved your ******* in the first place,
I just wanted to get from point A to point B,
you left me hanging out in the dark,
then i stepped on your heart , peace and see you.

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