No Tissues.

I waited two years.

For you to be mine.

when I finally said yes.

It ended up being my time.

You lied to me.

You called me names.

You hit my bestfriends.

And you played your games.

Now, your asking for me back.

But I have him.

Honey, I still love yah.

But your chances? They're slim.

He cares about me.

Unlike you do.

He's proud of me.

And, he don't like you. Whew.

So, call me names,

And lie to me,

'Cause this one girl,

You'll never see,

On your arm again,

Sorry, babe.

Yah got some issues,

Don't go cryin'

Yah ain't got no tissues.

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