I Was The Last Girl

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I was the past girl

the one who held you down

when you needed to get over the last girl

you kicked me to the side

right when you found a newbie

by my side you said you would be

but I look around and for you

I don't see

Yet I sit and fathom these broken memories

help me put back the pieces

but on the low I want to forget

in my head I scream he ain't shit

I see pictures of yall together and say fuck that bitch

but I'm not the only one being hurt

that's what make it even worst

cause for the longest you were the realist id ever known

whats left is past tense and broken promises

whats left is the would of's could of beens and the what should of beens

the I wish I could turn back the hands of time and

get you back again

your love I don't need it

I want my friend again

I want you to be there when I need a hand

like the past days

instead I search for you to get some closure

I just want to know why

but maybe the why would hurt

so instead of finding you

I tell myself to avoid you

but I still look for pictures

I wish to see that smile on your face again

but I told you I hated you

and you told me you respected her

but not me?

I thought what we had was deep

built into a foundation so steep

somehow I played myself

or was it that you played me?

cause as I sit back and go through the steps of what happen

I still seem to blame me

I still make excuses

I still want you