Sick and Tired
I've had it up to hereDon't want no more of
Your lies my 'dear'
How could you go and do that
Who's that girl you were
With last night
It seems I found a secret
In your door way I thought
It was a girl...
But it looks like ((your gay))
*Still I'm sick and tired of
All your bullshit how
Could I not be enough to
Handle still sick and tired
Of what he said you
Were like in bed*
Don't think I'd stay
Even if I wanted to
You...bastard
But my 'love' before I go
I just like to let
HIM know about
Jessi, the girl next door
Who fucked you in the back of the car last Tuesday
Mary, with the large mouth
In the park Monday night
Carri and Kasey, the twins
From Chris' party Wednesday
So he'll know
*Still I'm sick and tired of
All your bullshit how
Could I not be enough to
Handle still sick and tired
Of what he said you
Were like in bed*
As if I didn't know
How you were
I know you 'loved
*Still I'm sick and tired of
All your bullshit how
Could I not be enough to
Handle still sick and tired
Of what he said you
Were like in bed*
But Piss off you bitch
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