They say love is in the eye of the holder
I have never been bolder
To say we're done
And this was a lot of fun
You're messed up in so many ways
So many days
People got to pay
To see you betray
First is that you cheat
Do you think you're elite
To replace a face
Like you're top Ace
I wish they had a sample
Before they gamble
To cash out empty handed
Just to be stranded
Second is that you're fake
Like the calories on cake
You're just a mistake
That I had to partake
I've caught you in so many lies
I hear the cries
Of the guys
When you say your goodbye's
Third is that you're meat
That you find in the street
And should treat
Always like defeat
You always please
And let them squeeze
Behind the same trees
Like a dog on her knees
Beging for some cheese
You used to be a craze
Now you're just a phase
Let's go our separate ways
Cause you're gonna mess up anyways
(12-1-09)
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