GoOd GiRl

See I know she a good girl

But I'm bad for her

She a real woman nothing like the last whore

I gave her all the love in me I wish I had more

I probably would've seen the signs

Before the tears drop from your eyes

And I know you tired of trying

And I can't blame you I'm tired of making you cry

This wasn't part of the plan when I made you mine

It was supposed to be to the death you and I

Now we won't even say hi

But it's my fault and I'll admit it