Stud.

there's a kind of horrible feeling in my stomach,

a knot, of sorts,

it's like all the air is whooshing out of my lungs,

and I'm lost, unsure.

you take me into your arms, only to throw me in the mud,

you tell me I'm pretty, ha what a joke.

you're a stud.

a fool, a liar, a tool, a jerk,

I don't understand how I fell for your facade,

a meaner, a shitface, too much work.


I'm finally seeing what you

really are.

I hope you know you left

a scar.

so take all your bad will, all your lies and deception,

go far far away so I'm not left with the bill.

I'm done with your front, can't take the inspection,

your eyes and your words and your will

of destruction.


if I cry, I cry.

if I laugh, I laugh.

when I breath, let me breath.

that's one thing you won't keep.


the days do go on,

the nights not so long.

my friends see me smile,

they must've known all the while.

all the while they knew,

that you were going behind my back,

that you were leading up the flack.


my muscles seem sore,

my heart pounding fast,

my eyes water with mirth,

the pain is in the past!


I've finally escaped,

no need to hide my smile,

you're reign has finally ceased,

you've lost to your own guile.


I caught you with your pants

on the floor.

you said oh baby,

I won't do it no more.


but what you didn't know

was that I knew already.

I saw you months ago,

kissing her in Paris.

you thought that I was naive,

that I wouldn't see a thing.

thought that I would cry,

not laugh and laugh again.


you're face I'll never forget,

I'll never laugh harder,

you were so damn surprised,

nigga, I couldn't take it any longer


so go on, here's your key,

oh, and the used condom.

I found it in the shower.

watch yourself next time,

I heard Cali girls are the killers.