Blame it on love
You have a nerve to call me
And tell me that my man is yours?
Where is it written?
Are you controlling the breath he is taking?
You volunteered to spend a fortune on him
We used the money together
I am not proud of what I did,
Just don’t like being called names
I did nothing wrong.
This must be a lesson to you
Because it is to me
The signs were there and you chose to ignore them
Cool down my sister
It will be okay.
Let him go
Someone will love you someday.
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