Pardon me, Friend.
But you and I have known each other forever,
A helluva lot longer than you two have been together.
Why is it a crime after hours of hearing his name
Do you think I would want four more of the same?
It's funny that I'm a hater when you have a man
But when I wanted to talk about mine
You don't understand.
Five months ago when you were all alone
I couldn't pay your lame ass to pick up the phone.
You would sulk. You would moan.
You would make fun of me.
But now the only thing hilarious
Is your hypocrisy.
It's my choice and not me being rude or shife
That I don't want to hear anymore of your so-called
Perfect life.
Just like you did the rest when you had had enough
You'll just find some way to screw this up.
So call me in three months and we will see.
But until then, pardon the fuck outta me.
TK
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