Petty Fame

Seasons come and seasons go
I\\\'m followed by things i do not know
Messages sent from who im unsure
Such messages of pains and hopes so pure
Lost time and lost love everyone knows
But there is one path everyone goes
You said it was over dear
I thanked you gladly without fear
But still you call me with your every whim
Dont you think your going out on a limb
Soon im sorry but i can not take anymore
I have no business with a simple wh0re
So when you go to your next flame
Think about how others see your petty fame