You played me like a fool
worked me like a mechanic that dont use tools.
How could you peel my heart like it was a mere potato
better yet sliced and diced it like it was a tomato?
I was more to you than you will ever be to me.
I was the roots that sprung up your tree.
But now you got what you think is 'status quo'
you wanna go around and pick up every__.
You're a frog going around trying to be a prince,
you're not even welcomed in the palace so you scatter from hence.
Get it together my brother I was the best thing you ever had
but now that you're gone its all smiles, i cant help but to be glad.
Deuces
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