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You say you want me in your life.
But you don’t show it.
Sleeping at my house doesn’t mean shit.
Coming to my side doesn’t mean shit.
If I hear you’re just talking to smack,
While you “defend” me.
Trying to get under my skin,
Just to “thinken” it,
Putting me in your phone as “do not answer”,
Even as a joke,
Being lovey in private,
But not public,
PRETENDING TO BE THE PERSON I DEFEND,
All you’re doing is hurting me.
But you want to turn around and get in my pants.
I make the effort to be honest,
To be a good person towards you.
But you just can’t find that within yourself,