You bitch—I bet you know this—
All along you knew it was wrong
You were too insecure
You wanted what wasn’t yours
You corrupt ******* *****
I swore to be nice
But it was really hard, twice
When you brought it up
Shoved it in my face—
I wanted to put you in your place
But I knew, too true, it was all you could do
To regain a feeling,
Feel like you had meaning,
And were worth something to him
But your summer skin was not enough
To make him stay, you were a piece to play,
A piece to hold and let go of right away
An action he made
To throw my world in disarray
You stupid *****
He never gave a ****
That’s why it was a hit and quit
—was it worth it?
To be a *** and make me feel bad?
We both know
He never loved you,
And that’s pretty ******* sad
I bet you were ******* mad
When he used your ***
then tossed you aside like trash—
for a drunken smash, trying to hurt me--
you were nothing more than
a slick slit to stick his ****
and I bet you feel like ****
you were a shard to break my heart
and you did—you betrayed a sister
for a mister who only used you as a quickfix
—that manipulative ***** had you tricked!
But you know what?
You deserved it—you heard it
In my fake voice—the restrain
Not to tackle you and beat your face
But I refrained, still the pain:
For you and me both,
But it sure ***** to see how
You could never be
The girl he loved the most.
Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 11:05 AM UTC
You bitch—I bet you know this—
All along you knew it was wrong
You were too insecure
You wanted what wasn’t yours
You corrupt ******* *****
I swore to be nice
But it was really hard, twice
When you brought it up
Shoved it in my face—
I wanted to put you in your place
But I knew, too true, it was all you could do
To regain a feeling,
Feel like you had meaning,
And were worth something to him
But your summer skin was not enough
To make him stay, you were a piece to play,
A piece to hold and let go of right away
An action he made
To throw my world in disarray
You stupid *****
He never gave a ****
That’s why it was a hit and quit
—was it worth it?
To be a *** and make me feel bad?
We both know
He never loved you,
And that’s pretty ******* sad
I bet you were ******* mad
When he used your ***
then tossed you aside like trash—
for a drunken smash, trying to hurt me--
you were nothing more than
a slick slit to stick his ****
and I bet you feel like ****
you were a shard to break my heart
and you did—you betrayed a sister
for a mister who only used you as a quickfix
—that manipulative ***** had you tricked!
But you know what?
You deserved it—you heard it
In my fake voice—the restrain
Not to tackle you and beat your face
But I refrained, still the pain:
For you and me both,
But it sure ***** to see how
You could never be
The girl he loved the most.
