Friday, January 6, 2012

3 In the Morning


Feeling like I'm losing touch with reality, not just normal reality, but the type when your completely in love with somebody. I can feel in my heart of hearts that the one I call my baby, is calling another woman his lady got me pacing the ground. I probably should talk to somebody.
My heart needs stitches,
Who knew love could hurt so badly.
I think I need a love medic.
I called his phone and immediately goes to voice mail.
And its 3 in the morning and my baby won't pick up his phone.
He's probably out kicking with some random chicken head
While I'm here waiting for him to come home.
It's 3 in the morning and I'm feeling kind of stupid.
Looking at the door waiting for him to walk through it.
He must have lost his mind.
Don't he know it's 3 in the morning.
Keep glancing at the clock and my attitude is changing going from worried to pissed off in a hurry. Lit a cigarette, he causing me to start smoking. Got me wanting to choke somebody. Fuck this I'm packing up my suit case, going to leave this place.
I'm too good to be unappreciated.
I won't deal with another night alone.
My heart needs stitches
Who knew love could hurt so badly.
I think I need a love medic.
I called his phone and immediately goes to voicemail.
It's 3 in the morning and my baby won't pick up his phone.
He's probably out kicking it with some random chicken head.
While I'm sitting for him to come home
It's 3 in the morning and I'm feeling kind of stupid
Looking at the door waiting him to walk through it.
He must have lost his mind.
Don't he know it's 3 in the morning.
Been dealing with his triffling ass.
Should have been left this man.
I have given him all I have.
Now it's time to find someone who would value mine..
My heart needs stitches
Who knew love could hurt so badly.
I think I need a love medic
I called his phone and immediately it goes to voicemail.
It's 3 in the morning and my baby won't pick up his phone.
He's probably out kicking it with some random chicken head
While I'm waiting for him to come home.
It's 3 in the morning and I'm feeling kind of stupid
Looking at the door waiting him to walk through it.
He must have lost his mind.
Don't he know it's 3 in the morning.
But I guess he doesn't care.
Wonder if he will when he finds that I'm no longer there.
Leaving at 3 in the morning.


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