Am I pissed that you ghosted me, or am I pissed I didn't do it first?
I'm a petty bitch, so let's be clear, your dick was second to my worst.
Your facial features were cute, I cannot tell a lie.
Your dimples were sexy, as were your green eyes.
Aside from that, though, your dick was trash.
It was so bad, it led me to Philly where I was showing my ass.
I don't want to sound bitter, to be honest, I'm just hurt.
I thought you liked me a little bit, shit, I thought you knew my worth.
So it's on me that I made lunch for a man who didn't care.
And it's on me that I took you to new places and created moments for us to share.
It was only a few weeks, so I'm not in despair,
I just wish you told me how you were feeling, instead of acting like I'm not rare.
A gem, a beauty, a woman with class
So, you kind sir, can kiss my ass.
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