So sorry to say this babe, cause I know you'll take offense
But I don't really care about your bf
I know he's really nice and I know he's really sweet
I know he makes you laugh and you think he's so funny
But every single word I hear out your mouth
Leads my opinion of him further and further south
It's nothing against him, really I'm sure!!
I'm sure your mother likes him, I'm sure he's not whore!!
And I love you babe, I so very do
And I give credit where credit is due
Your bf did nothing to me!
But every time my phone rings you sing!
He's the one, he's my king!
You don't even look at me :(
You cry when he is unattainable
You call me when he's unavailable
I know what sweater he wore last week
I know what you think of his prime male physique
I know his hair cut appointment is tomorrow
I know you hate his hair and wallow in sorrow
I mentioned something going on in my life
Three minutes later we're back to his eyes
We're back to his kind
A not half bad mind
His wardrobe design
He's fine! He's just fine!!
I'm sorry babe, I know you love him so.
You want to get married, you want to grow.
And I'm not like the others, that much is true
I'll never understand lovers the way that you do.
Maybe if they looked at me like they looked at you
I'd be more understanding to your plight.
But I'm too tired to fight and don't want to advise
For just a little bit, keep him out of my life.
I don't know when it'll end, I don't think it ever does
I might just be crazy, living in the was.
YOU ARE READING
ballads of heartbreak
Poetry"I'm sorry that I'm like this, I'm trying my best" -essentially a diary, slight tw for being self destructive & harmful, some really good stuff crammed in with a bunch of nonsensical three am cry sessions