He called me a lion
I called him crying
Saying he's lying
I'm no longer buying
His tricks
He thinks its okay when I miss
The way we used to kiss
Broken hearted from fake bliss
Don't know where to turn next
His old girl send me a hex
So I pray everyday that I'm blessed
And everything she sends goes west
Right back into her own chest
I don't need anymore tests
I broken the chains of trauma that told me I'm...