You looked at me all doe eye
Yet youre the reason why
Im anchored in pain
Tired of the blame game
You post to be loving on me
Oh how you torture me
With all of your lies
You wear it well
Deep in your disguise
I no longer mourn
the feelings I once had
I was doomed from the start
You don't have a heart
This is a wow moment
My rage is no longer dormant
Revenge is my mission
Im Dishing it up exactly for you
You're going to get whats coming to you
You so disrespectful
So hateful
They say don't follow you up
Nigga wanna get drop
I ain no pushover
You can't do whatever
You ain see it yet
You gonna get yours
Yes sir's
Sooner than later
That's all that matter
Never would have hurt you like this
This wasn't no one business
But you dish it out
Like a whore on Sunday morning
It shouldn't bother me
But the truth is
The reality is
I never saw it coming
Never from you
Everyone say let it go
From lover to foe
Forgive forgive
It's the best way to live
How did we get here
You was suppose to love me
Trust me
Love me unconditionally
I find it hard to find clarity
No matter if i reverberate it from memory
You really hurt me
Did you ever love me
This can not be love
I have done the equation
My results are not wrong
You wound me
I'm I not your next of kin
Yet you pick her over me
This is foul even for you
I will not bow down or submissively
Take this injustice
I was playing nice
I will invoke malice
And reign terror
on your head
You don't get to go Scot free
Free of all I have endure because of me
You will know the true meaning of a woman scorned
Pawned away my love
For what 25 percent
I hope it was worth it
I hope it was well spent
Those cheatas you always running to
I hope they got you
This it for me
You made your bed
Lie face down in it
You sow it
You reep it
This is it for me
Sorry it's a bit too late
The damage is done
Apologies not accepted
Funny thing you never once ask
Tired of this endless dance
Dance alone
I am done
You played me like a violin
You think you win
You have lost the best thing
You ever had
I sound bitter
I sound mad
She won't last
Not stating fiction
But bibical honesty
Never said telling the truth was pretty
I wish you well
You ain worth my hate
You ain worth any part of me
Like a saint you stood
Before me
But I know the real you
Do she?
