You tell him you need help, he know all about your pain. You tell him your weak spots and hope that he’ll change. You think he’d be for his kids, youd think he’s for his family. But he cant even understand hanging out and leave her home to manage she’d break and he accuse her of not being a woman
Wont fix anything, only there when you not working, wont even watch his own kids while she try to get her money. Just cause work from home she’s supposed to be able to see around corners. Correct the kids and bring the home to order. While he drinks and claims its business, knowing you been there with him and know exactly what he do. While busy trying to built you. He’s somewhere else building his friends and neglecting the family he imagines he has.
I dont apply any press
We just going to grow apart and co parents
How you part time dad and I lay next to you
Claiming I dont I nothing nice to say when you met me being real
Met me telling the truth and how I feel met me with this baggage you can barely keep up. Met with this pain from my past and you gave up on picking me up.
I wont brag on what I gave but I did give you vivid color, something for you to run back to your ex with while you pretend you dont love her, hang with crack whores and would swear you didnt fuck her.
Say I ain’t on my shit when I dont have time to because I’m putting home first, yes a dirty mother fucker.
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