THIN LINE

He wraps “I love yous”
Around your every breath,
With innocent claims of forever,
And I’d never lie or cheat on you baby.
He adores your every kiss.
Stitching loyalty into your mind…
So you got yo man right where you want him…

So then why the f*ck he keep callin me!?
He stay tryin to please,
And I ain’t did nothing but,
Gave him some nookie.
Now he wrapped around short pinkies
And he won’t go away!
I’m just sayin if he yours put him in his place.

And let the record show,
I didn’t even know about you…
Okay well,
Maybe I did.
But shit…
He talked up a good game,
And came through all the same,
Homeboy been payin my bills since ’02.
Look,
I’m sure he still loves you,
But if I was you…
Woman to woman…
I wouldn’t put up with that girl.

So why you mad at me?
I tried to talk about you,
But he never wanted to.
And I figured as long as my lights would come on,
I shouldn’t mess up a good thing.

I mean,
I’m just sayin if he yours put him in his place.

Plus, it ain’t my business what go on between ya’ll anyway.
Look,
I never called your house,
Slept in your bed,
Or even rode in your car…
And I even looked away when ya’ll came to sit at the bar.

Consider me a friend,
Lets make amends.
I’m no threat to you,
And your definitely no threat to me.
So let me put him on the phone,
So you can tell him how you feel.
ebstewart,2006
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