You want to be friends, you want it all clean, you overreact over a joke, and find it necessary to badmouth me at any god given moment.
When you've already got a new guy, and its so damn soon. Who happens to be a good friend of mine, turn him against me, just like you've tried to do to everyone else. For someone who wanted this be all clean, you're going the wrong way about it.
I dont want to see you just as much as you don't want to see me, I wish people would stop talking to me about you, I wish your name was never brought up in any form of vocal conversation.
You can bad mouth me as much as you want, I'm not bad mouthing you. Call me a sleaze, call me a joke, call me ugly, whatever.
Even through all of this and the immature antics, I still care about you as a human being. Even though I shouldn't, I'm just too nice of a person hey.
You always said I'd look good dressed all classy, and you'd like to walk around with me dressed as such.
Well, jokes on you, honey. :)
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