As I walk through the halls of a familiar place,
I can’t stop thinking of her beautiful face.
Her face as white as snow,
with eyes like a cat I should know.
Blithely movements of destination unknown,
I know she is wrong but I like where things are going.
People pass as life moves around me,
silence is bliss where people all know me.
My heart is pounding and my mind a race,
how could one affair affect me with haste?
I try to block you out as you play again,
for me a new victim in which you begin.
Your game has been played on many before me,
a woman like you that my family had warned me.
One of cunning lies, deceptive vibes and selfish pride,
it’s reasons like you there’s an “X” by my side.
Your game is sly as you’ve learned to perfect it,
not giving a damn in who you’re effecting!
Your smooth touch, oh your smooth touch on my body felt,
your choreographed movements go straight for my belt.
I know I should stop you as this just a game,
however I go with it, now me just to blame.
I should have trusted my own intuition,
about you and your many scandalous suspicions.
With warning signs all over the place,
you mask lies with lies to save your own face.
If your boyfriend knew how hard you were sexing me,
while he goes to school to provide you a future life to be.
You’ve dropped out of school and left it to him,
to provide for an unknown infidelity whirlwind.
Would he still be with you? A man by your side?
If he only knew the half, I’m sure you would slide.
Like a gypsie, you move from place to place,
spreading sex, lies and deception all over the place.
You mold yourself to be someone you’re not,
to make “friends” to get you everything that you got.
You go about life with one person in mind,
it’s all about you, the hell with those left behind.
"Me, me, me, it’s all about me,
who’s gonna take me to where I want to be?”
You had me on the line and said that, “you miss me”.
A recited line you throw around like Frisbee.
You text me and tell me, “you can’t wait to kiss me”.
I’m serious when I say, “you’ve got more than issues”.
You cannot be trusted or keep solid plans,
you do what you want and bounce from man to man.
You will never commit or know the word faithful,
you’re a horrible woman, despicable, deceitful!
A woman that no one will ever know,
call it bi-polar or victims you snow.
You may consider yourself such a prize,
an immature woman with a head full of lies.
Your mother brought you up a woman well learned,
in a game full of fire, eventually you will get burned.
What happened to goals and your own self-respect?
HIV and herpes is what to expect.
Somewhere in life, you turned to a ho,
you did it to yourself, now reap what you sew!
You’re nothing but a phony, a fraud, a fake, a liar, a cheat,
you’re three timing bitch, now I’m turning up the heat.
On your sex crazed addiction; you don’t know how to control it,
you fucked me up good, now I’m gonna expose it!
How many guys? How many lies before this life passes you by?
Girl do your thing but I’m checking out now so this is good-bye.
Back to my life before I met you,
Have a nice life; I’m sorry I met you.