Today I got a message. I was expecting. Came from you. Sayin' you hate him. But to get it verbatim. I'd have to curse like you do. Well, I'm not sayin' it's your fault.
Oh yeah, yeah, I was ready to change the game. You forfeited my love and still livin' the same. I felt like I was just wanted for the fame. It's a bit silly to think I would look again.