September 6th
i have a man that wants to love me; but i can't let him because
i'm still in love with a boy.
he wants to buy me flowers, were all you wanted was to
get into my pants.
he wants to tell me how beautiful i am; were you only told me how i
gave head like a pornstar.
he wants to hold me when i cry were you just never answered my calls.
he wants to hold my hand were you wouldn't even look at me.
he wants to be my native warrior were you are just a white boy.
he wants to dance in the rain with me were you wouldn't
even hold the door for me.
he wants to buy me flowers were you wouldn't even
text me back.
he wants to show me love were you only show me lust.
he wants to wake up next to me every morning
were you leave right after.
he wants to be the father of my childern were you told
me you dodged a bullet.
i have a man, a damn good man who wants to
buy me flowers, but i won't let him.
all because, i'm still in love with a boy who wants to
get in my pants.
-- choosing sinatra or trooper
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