You put your fists up
And my heart pumps
Like a million little drums in my chest-est
I always used to call you the bestest
But now I see a difference
When fists clench
Like every other guy you take advantage of size, why?
Was I your little punching bag
I always used to brag about what we had
Everyone looks and wonders why I'm sad
But it's just too bad
I'm regretting all our memories
Must forget the way you treated me
There's no turning back once you're dead and gone
It took too long
Seven plus years I'll never get back
Guess one day I'll just face the facts
Cause I'm blue and black
I'm seventeen shouldnt have to 'watch my back'
You only come around when you're mad, or
You only come around when you're so glad
You nevr consoled me, nah
You just left me lonely, phony
There was no one left to hold me
You were always there to scold me
It was tortorous and addictive
From the sex down to the hittin'
Now there's just one thing you're missin'
My lips you won't be kissin'
RIP yeah rest in prison!
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