life, or something like it

I hear you out and about, breaking hearts Forgetting names And its not that I’ve been forgotten that I’m so mad

Its your false sense on entitlement, the one you wear around your neck with pride Like some golden medal Like a deserving soldiers dog tags

Nothing you have done in life has earned you any respect Because you prey on those who have little respect for themselves And you take the little thats left for your own

You’re a womanizer with an even more shallow soul So I’ll give you this to swallow: This will catch you soon

Its not jealousy provoking my words Its sheer anger that you continue to be the piece of shit person that you are That you could do what you did to me, to someone else That I had to catch her tears while you rode off to damage another, yet again