You said that I was your one and only
Yet here I sit with nothing to do
I am totally lonely
And by the way, I hate you too
You THINK you are right
But sorry, (not really), everyone knows the story
So now all we do is fight
Because its "my fault" everyone thinks you are whor*y
For the first time in my life, I call you a bit*h
No matter what has happened, you feel you are better
than me
However, like most things in life, there is a hitch
And it is clearly, plain to see
You say I am being a little baby bit*h
Because I am angry for all your lies
I annoy you like a never-ending itch
But no more will you hear me cries
You think you have the better of me
But I finish way above you
I am left with friends, great friends, and you have
nothing!!
Except your man-whor*s... and a lot, a lot!! of enemies
