Part I:
We used to have life.
Our ups and downs started as normal,
And I thought,
I was going to make you my wife.
But you threw it all away for some sucker.
A bitch ass mother fucker
That was too scared to fight
And taste the teeth of my knife.
So our time together ended.
Fine...
18 months go by
And my life is going great,
Then you came crawling back,
With all the right things to say.
Things like “I’m sorry” and
“Please forgive me, I made a huge mistake”
Promising me that you’ve changed.
And like a fucking idiot
I bought right into it
And reopened my heart’s gate.
Fast forward 6 months,
Everything’s going fine.
Then you moved one town over
With your mom and her new guy.
Another 3 months pass,
I start to find
Myself in a dead end, and think
That it’s time.
To move on to a new chapter of life.
I bring you with me to the beach,
And once again,
Thought I could possibly see
Giving you my last name again.
Part II:
So now we’re living life again,
Only 250 miles away from home.
Far enough to escape, but
Close enough to visit our own.
I decide to go back to school,
And finish what I started
Before I even met you.
My plan was to start a career,
That to me, seemed cool.
Then I could’ve given you more
Than what I ever could’ve before.
For whatever reason, you didn’t like that.
You started to fight me on it,
Day and night, back-to-back.
One day,
I notice that I’ve become
Dangerously overweight.
My health was a concern, but you didn’t care about that.
Meanwhile, I’m noticing you show
Some familiar behaviors from our past.
I confronted you about it,
And you didn’t like that.
You immediately got defensive,
And started to show me that
The old you was making her way back.
At first I brush it off, in fact
I start taking better care of myself,
But you would always keep going off.
To the point you would attack me personally,
Using my most intimate thoughts,
That I shared with you in confidence.
You turned into mean and nasty bitch,
Basically.
Part III:
Fast forward 9 more months,
You moved back home
Due to a family situation that had grown.
I wasn’t mad about it either.
In fact, I encouraged it.
It was something that you needed.
You had become so aggressive,
Ungrateful, and rude
To the point where I contemplated
Putting my hands on you,
And even dreaded being around you.
Good thing I learned self control
At a young age, otherwise
I’d probably be sitting in a cell
Waiting for a chance at parole.
Remember when I told you
To choose your words carefully.
Our conflicts became so frequent and rude
To the point where you eventually
Had the nerve to say to me
That I’d never amount to anything.
So I decided to end our time together
Permanently.
Because No one needs that nasty energy.
So I cute you out my life completely.
Using the very same knife
That I once wanted to slice
You and that pussy mother fucker
From your hearts to your eyes.
But it’s been 3 years.
I’m so much better off without you, and you have someone else’s kid now.
You still try to reach out to me.
But honestly,
I want nothing to do with you.
Though,
From the bottom of my heart,
I hope you’re a better mother than a partner.
Now leave me the hell alone,
Quit ruining my name back home,
Or I’ll show everyone we know
Who you really are
Bitch!
And those are my last words
That you’ll ever need to know.
