The Truth
You tell that man you love him with ease
But leave the second, he don’t fill your needs
Even though you have the power to make that man
Beg please, please love me
But you don’t, you leave, you run, you flee
And left me, with broken heart on bended knee
You wounded me, almost killed me
Left me to be me
The things I see clearly, is that you never truly loved me
Why the travesty?
Did I scare you with my diversity?
In that I planned on a 50th anniversary
I looked pass the small stitch, in time
Way down the line
Without knowing your heart wasn’t mine.
If love was not for me, then why you pretend
Why act as a lover, when you knew how it would end
But leave the second, he don’t fill your needs
Even though you have the power to make that man
Beg please, please love me
But you don’t, you leave, you run, you flee
And left me, with broken heart on bended knee
You wounded me, almost killed me
Left me to be me
The things I see clearly, is that you never truly loved me
Why the travesty?
Did I scare you with my diversity?
In that I planned on a 50th anniversary
I looked pass the small stitch, in time
Way down the line
Without knowing your heart wasn’t mine.
If love was not for me, then why you pretend
Why act as a lover, when you knew how it would end
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