I said you couldn't blame the drugs,
but I guess I was wrong.
You can only blame them for
imaginary siren's songs.
Half of it was the drugs.
The other half is attitude.
Thinking you're not good enough
kept you from your gratitude.
You were really rude
by asking me to cheat
with another dude
giving you a seat.
All you really did was
hit rewind and repeat.
Everything you went through
with all them hoes before
was just a way to let go
of previously worn whores.
I'm still a jugalette,
and sometimes I still get wet
when thinking about the collar
that you asked me to get.
You hypnotized me different ways
since the very beginning.
Power of suggestion was
your only way of winning.
When you saw me thinning,
should've known it was too late.
My patience started thinning too,
and so did heaven's gate.
The Devil started grinning
when he saw me fighting you
cause he knew God was losing us,
and especially you.
Jesus knew that I'd come back
cause I've been down that track,
and He knows I won't
ever be going back.
I've got so much more to lose
than everything you have.
If you would just give it all,
you'd have much more to grab.
You can steal the heart
of anyone you please.
All you have to do
is get down on your knees.
Pray for something more,
and realize what you have.
Even if you gave it all,
you would be less sad.
You should not get mad
because you don't have enough.
You're still the only lad
I've ever truly loved.
I slid down the slide with you,
but you knew I fell too far.
The moment that I tried,
it completely changed my heart.
It may have let your feelings go,
and focused you on sex,
but afterwards, we both got hurt,
especially through the text.
You were hurt at first
by not telling me your plan,
but that prob'bly would
have made it worse
cause we would have
ripped off the man.
I'm not...