Just something I found in my old notebook thought it was good so here you go, not directed to anyone I swear
You have a grip on two souls
Making them think your true
That lying mouth is a drug to them
You got them under your spell
Now they are going to dwell
Their hearts about to swell
Both begging for you to stay
Are you gonna lay in those beds?
They know you're just going to stray
You're being a selfish little girl
For the past three years
They swear you are still true
Who could've known
You think you've got Style
They see your game and they quit.
