Fuck this

Words you can't even say

Feelings of your own that you still kind of hate

Can't even reassure me about a future, someday

Got me too close but still making me wait

No.

This is why I don't fuck with y'all

Keep me courtside but won't show me the ball

Keep me around but won't admit what you want

Personal problems but they affect all

the people around you

the love that surrounds you

the company you keep is the shit that still haunts you

You fuck on my mind and say "I can't want you"

You ask me to stay when you know I still want you

The girl on your mind isn't wearing my letters

She hops on your dick and you whine and you let her

You ask for my time and say you'll be better

You still talk to your ex but say you don't get her

You respond to my calls and answer my texts

You tell me your secrets and tell me I'm next

You check in on me after you get me upset

And that's the kind of fuckshit I really don't get

You have your own issues you still need to get through

And I'll walk away because I no longer get you

You got a few weeks of my time, a few weeks too many

If you don't know what you want, you don't deserve to get me.