I’m starting to look at our past, And how it didn’t really last, And how it’s really coming clear, That you are just a shit smear, No one really liked you, We all know it’s true, People called you many of names, Sperm whale and potato being a few, You can’t say you didn’t cheat, Or had expectations that I could never meet, Even when I tried my best, To you I was still a mess, And here I am, Defending your honour, Of the people that miscall you, Sending your name to the slaughter, I’m trying to be mature here, In a situation that is hard, But the way you have been acting, Is making you look like a retard, Flirting with guys, In front of my face, Trying to make me feel jealous, And also replaced, But the thing you do not realise, What is right in front of your face, Is you are only making your self seem like, A slutty little disgrace.
