Little things
Snow ball into avalanches
Chances, the stuff you think should be past tense.
Secret glances,
Affectionate passes,
Seeing each other clearly.
Lately it's been barely.
Rarely do you look me in the eyes,
Say i look nice,
Notice anything new when i try,
You just want to rub a thigh hoping for the prize.
Size me up like a snack,
Cut the crap I'm a five star meal,
Leave me be if all you want is to hit,
That ship has sailed.
Dropped a ring on the finger but only want to fuck now.
Wow, we could of kept it at friends for a time,
Even though i can tell you when your moods change,
Hues in your eyes,
Flex in your arms increase,
Seems like I'm the one who still cares.
Scared all I'll be to these men are a piece of meat.
Thanks you for showing me nothing lasts,
Satisfy your needs,
So you don't act like a baby with out a binky.
Yo bro for real just leave me.
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