Pages of Love

Don’t you fucking dare claim you care about me

When you know damn well

That if a random bitch gave you attention

You’d be deep inside her

Don’t you dare act like I mean something to you

When you would never follow through

Trying to act like I’m special when we’re alone

But in public you can barely spare me a look

No fuck you

I’m tired of you trying to play with my emotions

You shallow bastard

Ain’t got nothing going except for your fucking looks

And your intelligent ass brain

Treat me with respect and disinterest in public

But you wanna go for a ride when we alone

No bitch

No

Fuck you and please

Stay clear