Women privilege
It's the old you who I miss
Now you went this far to become his
Behind my back you both kiss
But before he used to call you sis
My eyes hid your face by curtain of tears
I was kind but you accused me of being fierce
I apologized till the end so that the problem clears
But every day...
Now you went this far to become his
Behind my back you both kiss
But before he used to call you sis
My eyes hid your face by curtain of tears
I was kind but you accused me of being fierce
I apologized till the end so that the problem clears
But every day...