I told you I wanted you
For sex, for fun, for whatever
You strung me along
Until you decided that you had found better
She told you she loved you
She stole, she lied, she cheated
She took what she wanted
Until all you were, was broken and defeated
You said you wanted to be happy
Yet you gave up on a woman so mighty
The perfect eighty
Fro a lesser percent, the one who doesn’t want you, the twenty