Forget your dirty deeds when you do what you do.
regret sets deep into my skin; making me feel dirty.
I'm sorry that i lead you on, and put false thoughts that things are going to work out
Ecstasy is what started this..
now your dirty, sloppy thirds, fourths, STDs? who knows.
dice game is a game of chance, just like you changing is a chance I'm not going to take.
so you're nothing to me;
no, this isn't me just playing with your head.
or having a mood swing or being mad at you.
this, this is the truth of what you make me feel like..
hopeless, scared, like trash; grimy like I just rolled in a mud pit
indifferent to the lies you tell me now but,
how did i once believe every word that came out your mouth
god can only judge you, but that doesn`t stop me from having an opinion..
more and more I wish things would change for this child..
or do you not see that there`s a living breathing, moving baby inside me..
relapsed back into the game, how could I believe you would stay good for me; when..
every other girl wants a bad ass like you, and doesn't have a kid on the way.
