TWO TIMING

I ain’t got no time for you
No time for fun and games
I’m giving up on loving you
You can’t hurt me again.

Going to the liquor store
Gonna buy me a six pack
Hope you got the message, babe
Cause you ain’t coming back.

You’re not going to ” two time” me
No way, no how, no more
You’re not coming back again
I’ve closed and locked that door.

Sitting round the fire pit
Been sucking down some brews
Friends of mine still asking me
What the hell I saw in you.

You were at the local bar
Said you were coming home
You left me here all by myself
While you and her got stoned.

Tired of picking up your mess
While you’re out having fun
Sick and tired, I’m moving on
Baby, we are done.

You ain’t gonna “two time” me
Like you did before
You ain’t coming back again
Can’t hurt me anymore.

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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories and songs.

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