Mr.

by Mycquel   Oct 9, 2012


Mr. Come Lately
That's the title that best fits you
Mr. Come Lately
Your feet fit in those shoes

Mr. Too Little Too Late
Where were you when your promises spoke
Mr. Too Little Too Late
Your privileges have been revoked

Cut the calls, the texts and puppy dog eyes
You weren't there when I needed you to get through my cries
Stop the whining, small talk and the lies
I couldn't love you again even if I tried

Mr. Selfish
Is the name that suits your character
Mr. Selfish
Is the trait that I wish you would shatter

Mr. Me Me Me
A grown man trapped in a kids mentality
Mr. Me Me Me
Your lies are your way of escaping reality

Start learning and growing
Your words cut deep without you knowing
My mistake, your fully aware of the tumors your planting
Your the Cause and the doctor doing the diagnosing

Mr. Goodbye
I seen you coming
Mr. Goodbye
I'm glad to see you going

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