You don’t call me no more.
I don’t see you no more.
I think back before when I came to your door.
I thought my conversation on the app was poor.
Needless to say I came over anyway.
We chat for awhile about what I wanted.
But we never saw eye to eye.
You always complained that I always tell lies.
Which was no surprise but probably true.
At that time I think that was my cue.
Constant yelling and fighting on some 300 shit.
So tempted to call you a bitch.
But I refrain and left I thought it was best.
Plus what I had for you wasn’t forever as yet.
Never looking back as I walk back to the car.
Looking at the stars with the sky black as tar.
Somehow me and you were never on par.