When it rains and my windows fog up it’s your name I find myself tracing
It’s your face my brain sees whenever my heart is racing
It’s your touch that lingers on my skin so how could I ever be just your friend
You act as if to be with me is a sin. Well I’m tired of trying to pretend as if to you I wasn’t god sent.
Your with someone else,she seems nice
Your with someone else, she seems nice I hate her.
Call me bitter yet it’s you who left my heart to ice, than scatter on the floor as if you were throwing a dice. I hope you both get lice. I hope the price out weighs the karma, cause I promise she’s gonna haunt ya.