That Girl
You would think I would be smart enough to stop ,
smart enough to stop putting myself in the same shit that I say I won't ,
Smart enough that I would realize that I'm the one hurting , not them .
I must be real dumb .
Dumb enough to keep giving my heart away like a free for all
Dumb enough to open my heart again and again like something is going to change .
Maybe I should change .
Maybe I should close myself off become a bitch
Maybe I should hang a sign around my neck , " If your coming just for some ass turn the other way because it wont be from me"
I am not some peice of meat that you can come beat with your seasoning .
I am not left overs that you put in your refridgerator for your liking
I am not your call in the middle of the night because your drunk and horny .
I'm not that girl and I will never be that girl .
I know who I am , I'm not going to change .
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