BAD
I was about 23 when they started talking to my soul making fun of me
Thinking thats just part of being crazy
Id give anything for my career back, money, cash, cars
Need to soak in the ocean for days to cleanse me from all these scars
And everyone heard about it, everybody heard but me
How I was played, stalked, abused, and traded like some player for free
I said no to marriage lots, I thought love would fill that void
I wanted real love, not a love that grows, or one that makes me annoyed
Fuck Jay too and anybody else who think they had a right to say
What I do now? Im just trying to get comfort and peace as I recover from the play
When did I ever give a fuck about anybody who never gave a fuck about me?
They all just pretended to, I get it now, believe me I see
My heart soft
My skins cold
I got a mouth
For this, I choose old
And everyone know how I feel about aging
But I aint with all this staging
They had no right
But got away with it all
As every last one watched me fall
It aint free
I hope the fee was worth it
And the meek shall inherit the earth; shit
Thats not me, not one bit
I used to live for the now, now, just trying to get thru this moment
And all these motherfuckers just trying to prove that they own it
Im no runner up
Im not second string
I didnt deserve the lesson of what modesty bring
I dont deserve this hell
I cant stand the spell
But forced to live it every day
How do I just make it all go away
I trusted you again thats my fault
Here have the whole vault
Now they even interrupt me when I pray
How I dont even get a say
But still, I have to wake up every day
I wish I never woke up
I wish I stayed gone then
I wish I got what I deserved in life
But it was all taken in sin
I assume
Cause I have no room
I have no say
No matter what I do I never get my way
STOP its just disrespect
You only blow me kisses to adorn another bitches neck
(They dont even make the original Jean Paul Gualtier for women anymore anymore)