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Click hereA parody of the Backstreet Boy's Quit Playing Games With My Heart
Even as I lay here in this hospital bed I see
You're trying to screw me
Deep within I feel a chill
Cos nothing is like it was before we were wed
Now I feel all that you wish me to be my love is dead
Sometimes I wish I could write you right out of my will
Impossible as my lawyers tell me it might be
But I wish I could so bad, baby
Quit playing games with my heart monitor
CHORUS
Quit playing games with my heart monitor
Before you make my heart give out
Tearin' my life apart
I should've listened from the start
You're nothing but a gold digging tart
I made you my wife
To keep you from leaving me for a much younger stud muffin
Everything I did was for you
So what is it that you want more
Sometimes I wish I could write you right out of my will
Impossible as my lawyers tell me that might be
But I wish I could so bad
Quit playing games with my heart monitor
CHORUS
Quit playing games with my heart monitor
Baby, baby you're doing me so wrong
Won't keep hangin' on to you forever
Oh baby, baby this is not a lie
I'm divorcing your ass tonight
Baby quit playing games
Sometimes I wish I could write you right out of my will
Impossible as my lawyers tell me that might be
But I wish I could so bad, baby
Quit playing games with my heart monitor
2007 Ramona Thompson