You, You, You and You (All of you)
I try to explain to you
But nothing is the same with you
Your inconsistent
But I'm to blame
I inhale you, you blow me out
And I'm always short of the experience
I try to feel you each and every time but get delirious
But nothings ever serious, including my feelings
I'm a lay over a joke, a little black girl with little to no hope
Crying out loud and you say your here and nothing is a lie you ever tell me
I am done with the dream your trying to sell me
I want to let you in but I push you out outta fear
I wait for you to leave and for the coast to clear
Freeing myself no shorts and no losses
At least I keep to you all my promises.
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