
So, you say love me
So, you want me to believe you
Have no doubts, go all out
But you hurt me
Saying that you love me but youโre staring at her skirt
I bet you wonder whatโs under her skirt and under her shirt
But you love me
โitโs just one picโ, now Iโm sick
Now everything clicks
That you canโt pick
You be on these chicks
But get upset when I get skeptic
You donโt get how that is tempting
And I am supposed be to accepting
Iโm crazy when Iโm venting
But go ahead tell me that you love me
While you hype them up like a fan
Instead of only being my man
But Iโm supposed to be okay with it
Just because you get a kick out of it
You ignore the pain and blame it on your sex
The pain runs deep because all they wanted was sex
So, what makes you any different?
You see me hurting about it and still do itโฆ just like them!ย
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