I don't appreciate my urges to double back.
Like damn I wonder where my old bae at?
Like I don't remember my face where they played at?
That bitterness just vanishes when that text say "I wanna taste that"
Them flashbacks hit like a voicemail on playback.
Like my common sense I just wanna lay back.
By the next day here's the reminder of what made me hate this cat.
What a mindless distraction.
You'd think it was my favorite interaction.
For how often I let this happen.
It won't be long before I repeat this action.
Knowing I'll pay for it like a big transaction.
It's just something cozy about them beginning lies.
Them ones before they get between your thighs.
When they actually interested in the twinkle in your eyes.
At least that's what they led you to believe.
Them feelings fled the moment their fingertips found your knees.
Left faster than a tree in the fall losing their leaves.
Just as fast went your trust.
Chased out the window by your lust.
Get acquainted with that taste of disgust.
Or else be left in a sweaty funk left by a passionate must.
Keep your Knees together long enough to collect dust.
If your parts were tin they should be covered in rust.
Don't sacrifice your worth for a good bust.
You can have anybody you want.
But you gotta leave that past separated like Avant.
Smoke them memories like snoop on a big blunt.
Keep your eyes on the prize like a lion on a hunt.
They just wanna sleep with you.
Once that's over, there's no keeping you.
You didn't listen, I told you so.. now what you gone do?
Mope for a minute calling yourself a doof'?
You knew the plan before they even went poof.
Why act like you're the last to know the inside scoop?
Why act like you were the last to the party?
You thought you were playing their game but you just presented their Lombardi.
Your will so weak they can do it again just by saying sorry.
Will you wake up and slap back?
Or respond to their hard rock with a clap back?
Don't be alarmed when the new norm is 3am and they asking where you at.
Say goodbye to the charm, there's no need to Mack.
All because you just wanted to double back.
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