Why do I have to be…
Your baby mama?
Another wifey?
A bitch?
Why can't I be…
The mother of your child?
Your wife?
Someone loved?
I am just tired, baby, s-o-o-o-o tired
I am tired on trying
To earn your respect from you;
I am tired of giving my true love
To you.
I am just tired, baby, s-o-o-o-o tired
I am tired of being faithful to a faithless man
Tired of living in fear of an upraised hand
I am tired of tears running down my face
Tired of losing years that I can not replace
I am just tired, baby, s-o-o-o-o tired
I am so weary
That I can not explain it anymore
Yet,you still looked surprised
When I walked out the door
Neither your wifey, your baby mama, your bitch, your whore.
No more!
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