A TASTE OF SOMETHING NEW.

You wanted a taste of something new.

I guess I’m now bitter to you.

Remember I was there, I was your only crew. 

I was your glue, if only you had a clue. 

Know what is enough for you, bite what you can chew. 

Your mouth is hung open, and your lies are becoming too heavy for you to swallow, and now you’re looking blue. 

I guess it’s stressful for you to be respectful and honest. 

It’s becoming too easy for you lie to me, but what do you have to profit? 

At the end of the day, you’ll end up on my feet like “baby, I’m sorry” 

I’ve heard your story, every version. 

I know it’s just a diversion. 

You say I don’t understand the needs of a man, you act like you’re one of a kind. 

I’m not blind, I just need to make up my mind. 

You say I don’t know how to nurture, but nah, it’s deeper than that, it’s just in your nature to torture. 

And now, you have me writing down my feelings like an Author. 

You wanted a taste of something new, right? 

What about me, how will I get through the night? 

You say I’m too uptight, and that my love is exhausting. 

You don’t sugar-coat anymore, no more frosting. 

You made it clear that our relationship is rotten. 

In case you’ve forgotten, intimacy is the isolation of two minds.

Our hearts are separate, and were just desperate. 

You said you wanted something new.

I did put myself in this position, I should’ve listened to my intuition. 

Remember you wanted a taste, you had a sip, and then you dipped. 

This shit is deep....

Just take a pick, and this time I wont flip.

I’m fully equipped, I’ll just go pore someone else a drink.