15 minutes with you

and I want to slit my wrists I can't believe we used to kiss

I can't believe I used to put up with, all of your bullshit

I remember when I was all up in that ass

Religiously like a Sunday Mass

That's what she'd say when we'd get into

the sheets are dirty and so were you

there was a time when I'd think of you

and the feelin' was good and the feelin' was true

but now-a-days I got a one track mind

when I see your face I wanna grab a knife

15 minutes with you
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and you still kee runnin' your mouth, I can't believe we once went out

I believe I used to listen to you scream and bitch and shout!!!

I remember when I was all up in that ass

Religiously like a Sunday Mass

That's what she'd say when we'd get into

the sheets are dirty and so were you

there was a time when I'd think of you

and the feelin' was good and the feelin' was true

but now-a-days I got a one track mind

when I see your face I wanna grab a knife

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