I sucked it up. I said Im ok.
Then I went with Chris Valentino to Subway.
I walked in and the guy said Hey, whos that eight year old girl you walked in here with last week.
I said Thats my ex-girlfriend.
He said Is she free?
I said What the fck you think? Now give me something to drink,
Im about to pass out cryin and I need something to eat.
He said he thought that I could do better.
So Im walking down to CVS with Chris and he says Jeff, dont turn around
So I do, and what do I see? The mouth of my ex that his tongue was down.
Maybe I should have lied to him and said she found another guy.
A strong athletic type who had cute and adorable eyes.
But no, Mr. fckingjackass had to tell the truth.
Now I deal with him and her around me everyday, there goes serenity in my youth.
Your love dont mean shit to some guy who sweeps the floors.
Figure Id go to pizza everyday, and Id be alright, then I heard what he did last night.
He delivered his six inch to her said that she was mad fcking tight.
Cant believe this happened to me, like when I got dumped by Meg Dockery
except my man Chris has been replaced with a dirty motherfcker with a scar on his face.
Suicidal thoughts run through my brain all day, Id never go through with it.
I have nothing to do with it. Like a gambler betting on a losing horse for weeks.
Maybe the percentage of my profit margin slightly would increase
if Id figure out a way to get you back.
My love dont mean shit to some bitch who is a whore.
He sells you fresh heroes for 1.44.
My love dont mean shit to some bitch who is a whore.
Im sick of your shit and I cant take it anymore.
I havent had a peaceful night of sleep for weeks.
Nighty night turn out the light. Take the socks of my feet.
Put on my shoes, went to your house. Youd choose. Nothing to lose.
Went to your car. The windows were steamed.
Went back to my house hoping it was all a dream.