You weren’t here when I escaped this abyss
What she promised you isn’t quite like this
Now shes a strike out , a hit and miss
you’ll probably end up running back to me , begging for a kiss
I’ll just turn you down with a polite diss
Regretfully reminiscing about my soft lips
You return because you can’t resist the sway of my hips
I don’t think you get the gist
Its over
I quit …
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 4:49 PM UTC
You weren’t here when I escaped this abyss
What she promised you isn’t quite like this
Now shes a strike out , a hit and miss
you’ll probably end up running back to me , begging for a kiss
I’ll just turn you down with a polite diss
Regretfully reminiscing about my soft lips
You return because you can’t resist the sway of my hips
I don’t think you get the gist
Its over
I quit …
