A Second Too Late

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We didn't get to go on our first date
You didn't call or even show up late
My mind was in a haze, heart drug through a maze
Cause you didn't come back for three damn days
I know the movie I picked I had seen twice
But seeing it with you I thought would be nice
Seeing it made me wet as sin
I'd give you my heart, if you'd just let me in
Every night it was the same
Tired of all these damn mind games
After all those nights I'd been burned
I still stayed up waiting for you, you'd think I'd have learned
The one thing that I did hate
You always showed up a second too late
You say you like me and I'm fun to be around
All the while my heart's being trampled into the ground
What's this that's come over me?
Why can't I just open my eyes and see?
Maybe you're just not meant for me
Though I'd like us to be
But I feel there's nothing to say
Maybe you just don't like me that way
Is it my body size?
Hell, I can exercise
Is it my personality?
Baby, I can be Miss Congeniality
Is it because I live with my mom?
Hey, don't worry from there soon I'll be gone
Am I too needy?
Just a little too greedy?
Please just tell me what it is,
And I'll fix it like I was a wiz
Just let me know,
So I can do it, or move on and grow.

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duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
decisions.

Reads like the lady is saying 'make up your mind' or let me get on with my life.

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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Fixing yourself to meet someone's expectations

Sounds like you're presenting yourself as broke

And who wants a broke chick?

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