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if you’d a told me
I hated times when we fight.
I hated the fact you left last night.
I love you so much,
an I know why,
but when I tell you why, you said “ I don’t know why”.
but the truth is I knew all along
I just kept it covered up well
whenever you’d call I would always find a way to stall, that’s why we always stand tall an we don’t let each other fall.
I’m stern, strong an all along there was something that was standing in the way. The main reason why we couldn’t tie the KNOT. It was my faggot ex. I should have left him where we’d met. but facts be I’d like too say thank you, without you I wouldn’t have met my true KING who I would spend eternity with he ended up being the best thing.
all alone the other night was when we had that fight.
I hate being alone, I hate having to take you to another persons home.
Truth is I’m scared! Scared to love and of being hurt, having to grow up the way I did. Made me realize that I could lose everything I got. I’m no longer a kid! It’s time to grow up. Time for me to show up. Knowing that I’ve hurt you, embarrassed you. I wish I could take back all of those moments where tears have rolled down cheeks. I feel like if I could take that part of the relationship an throw it away like some old trash. but the only thing that I could do is let you know that if you give me another chance I swear you’d be back. not just for a moment but for a lifetime I sweated I’d make you mine. no one an nothing would take that shine just know I wasn’t ready before. But now I’m ready, strong cause every time I hear fresh diced pineapples I know that’s are song.
I’m grown enough to admitt that I fucked up big time an I’m sorry I’m sorry for everything an every time I raised my voice.
I’m sorry for every time I played you an acted like it wasn’t supposed to hurt you. I swear I should’ve never played with you like a toy. I should’ve never used our home as a weapon by yelling at you and telling you to get the hell out. I mean really who am I to be so rude to the man who wants me to hold his hand in marriage. the things I’ve said just to make me feel like I was one up ahead. was dead wrong no wonder why we never really had gotten along. it’s the simple things...
I hated the fact you left last night.
I love you so much,
an I know why,
but when I tell you why, you said “ I don’t know why”.
but the truth is I knew all along
I just kept it covered up well
whenever you’d call I would always find a way to stall, that’s why we always stand tall an we don’t let each other fall.
I’m stern, strong an all along there was something that was standing in the way. The main reason why we couldn’t tie the KNOT. It was my faggot ex. I should have left him where we’d met. but facts be I’d like too say thank you, without you I wouldn’t have met my true KING who I would spend eternity with he ended up being the best thing.
all alone the other night was when we had that fight.
I hate being alone, I hate having to take you to another persons home.
Truth is I’m scared! Scared to love and of being hurt, having to grow up the way I did. Made me realize that I could lose everything I got. I’m no longer a kid! It’s time to grow up. Time for me to show up. Knowing that I’ve hurt you, embarrassed you. I wish I could take back all of those moments where tears have rolled down cheeks. I feel like if I could take that part of the relationship an throw it away like some old trash. but the only thing that I could do is let you know that if you give me another chance I swear you’d be back. not just for a moment but for a lifetime I sweated I’d make you mine. no one an nothing would take that shine just know I wasn’t ready before. But now I’m ready, strong cause every time I hear fresh diced pineapples I know that’s are song.
I’m grown enough to admitt that I fucked up big time an I’m sorry I’m sorry for everything an every time I raised my voice.
I’m sorry for every time I played you an acted like it wasn’t supposed to hurt you. I swear I should’ve never played with you like a toy. I should’ve never used our home as a weapon by yelling at you and telling you to get the hell out. I mean really who am I to be so rude to the man who wants me to hold his hand in marriage. the things I’ve said just to make me feel like I was one up ahead. was dead wrong no wonder why we never really had gotten along. it’s the simple things...
