Tell me how it is
Tell me where i stand
Or pack up your stuff
And leave me in demand

To teach you a lesson
But you threw it in my face
So scared now
If my friends think i'm a disgrace

What the hell was i thinking
Cause i cant think no more
And as you hurt your wrists
My heart was sore

I dont want to love you
So why do i still
Is it going to be this way
Till you move in for the kill

Mykah im sorry
For what you had to see
I never wanted you
To know what its like to be me

Sometimes im happy
And other times i cry
Most time when it gets to much
Even God can hear me sigh

I do love him
But why does he do this
Dont think i can handle
One more guilt trip

When i hang my head in shame
My smart arse comments
But please baby now
Is the time for you to stop it!