The Nerve I’m not too sure how this shit is suppose to work Usually I give a man some time And we exchange words And by the end of the night He’s expressed his desires To bend me over and rock my world Frankly sweetheart by that time I’m bored But you , you hit me with a curveball you asked me about my childhood And where my parents went wrong And how I feel about them now and what I plan to do with that And Im currently staring at my screen Like damn, I wasn’t prepared for that See I preach about a man who listens and wants to know me.. the real me And now That he’s prying at Pandora’s box I’m not sure if I want him to see See it’s not normal in my world My 26 years of does he love me, does he love me not, Will he call me Does he give a fuck Who knows Could this be my luck Here go...
