It’s Not All About Him
Have you ever thought of finally telling the one you like that you fancy him?
In some alternative universe, I simply cannot try.
It’s not because I am too afraid to do so, on the contrary I am very well in doing so, but the rejection I mostly fear.
Since he is not from where I come from, he has his standards. I, a lonely young girl from here, and he, from where he came from, is not entirely compatible with each other. We are just entirely different persons in search of whatever was there and what we truly deserved.
And it’s his lost really. Like, come on, bloody hell! My friends gave him the hint that I LIKED him but he didn’t really DO anything about it. He must be gay. Definitely. Stupid bloke.
"To the left, to the left."
Lol.
I love that song.
"To the left, to the left.
Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet that’s my stuff - Yes
If I bought it nigga please don’t touch
And keep talking that mess, that’s fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time
And It’s my mine name that is on that Jag
So remove your bags let me call you a cab
Standing in the front yard telling me
How I’m such a fool - Talking about
How I’ll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
matter fact he’ll be here in a minute - baby
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don’t you ever for a second get to thinking you’re irreplaceable
So go ahead and get gone
And call up on that chick and see if she is home
Oops, I bet ya thought that I didn’t know
What did you think I was putting you out for?
Cause you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby you dropped them keys hurry up before your taxi leaves
Standing in the front yard telling me
How I am such a fool - Talking about
How I’ll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute"
Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.
All you blokes out there who hurt us, don’t ever think that we gals can’t replace you. Because damn it, we deserve better. And you don’t deserve us.
So with that said, peace. x
