Baby this, baby that.

Day to day
with you is always something else,
working my nerve,
get some shit I don’t deserve.
What you put me through
because I’ve been so true to you
for you to come at me
with another lame excuse.

I heard it all before,
all of your lies,
all of your sweet talk,
‘baby this,’ ‘baby that.’

‘Baby, I’m sorry.
Give me another chance.’
Why don’t you just go to fucking hell!?