Pick Up The Phone

by BLaCK_RoSeS   May 6, 2005


The phone is ringing,
but your not there,
pick up the phone,
because I'm in despair

i need to talk to someone,
so pick up the phone
i have so many problems,
and i don't want to feel alone.

i know your home,
and i know you know its me,
so pick up the bloody phone
I'm on caller ID!

finally the phone picks up,
"Finally!" i say,
but the other person was not you,
it was my boyfriend and our loved ended that day

"Ryan?" I whispered, close to tears,
"Who's this?" you say
"Its Your girlfriend!"
You stutter and then say "I can explain"

so you were sleeping with my best friend,
right under my nose,
you tried to buy me back,
with jewelry and a deep red rose

but i threw it in your face,
and looked at you in the eye,
"I'm sorry i cant do this,
our love is all based on lies"

you have been sleeping with her,
for the past month,
now shes pregnant,
and its your son

I'm sorry i just don't believe in that,
once a cheater, always a cheater,
so good luck with your son,
goodbye and....See Ya

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