Yeah I’m hurt

You were just like all the rest

Not from LA

You don’t like being rejected

But you do it to someone who actually has a good heart

And that is fine with me

Maybe you enjoy the rejection

Even when they reject you and then want you back (after the other guy didn’t work out )

And you want kids

They said they didn’t

Until you let them go

Bevause they didn’t want you.

And when they wanted you back it was becsuse whatever new person they wanted to explore didn’t work out and they can’t be alone

So they knew you would take them back

And I bet you did

Bevause it is a game

And you like being played

Like a fool

That’s not love

That’s manipulation

And so you get what you give

By people who are the same as you.

I would rather be alone

Than to be with shitty people

That tell you who they want you to think they are

But are actually the complete opposite

I just believed you

But I should have known.

You can’t out here

Chasing a dream and

Most of those people

Aren’t decent people

The love you want

And the things you expect from others

You can’t even do yourself

At least I know now

Before I had your babies.

Most people who move to this town

Trying to be someone or something

Make my town a shittier place.

And I really wish they would stop.

Do that in your own town.

Where you’re nobody

Just like you make people here feel

That’s actually you


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