bite your tongue,
hold on to those words.
Smoke filled in your lungs.
The liquor got you to slur.
Emotions overloading your eyes.
Thoughts that clogs your mind.
"I just want a little love."
I know that's all,
you think about and cry.
But a pit stop for them,
is all that you've become.
Honey how long will you
feed yourself these lies?
a real man wouldn't let you go
He built a castle over a pit stop
don't cry now.
Don't cry.
They never love me for me
and they never will do.
They will tell me otherwise,
but I learned a trick or two, too.
you cannot fool me
you cannot tell me otherwise, so
Know, that I'm not your pit stop
I'm not a naive woman, anymore.***
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