BAD CHOICES

Bad choices always find me

You come around like a boomerang

I know its hard to explain the truth

But time won't ever wait for you

I still surprise myself I don't completely hate you

And I don't approve of shit you do unless it's with me

Your pockets dry I won't reply I've already drained you

Don't act surprised if I fake cry I love to play you

I hate when you tell me what it ain't

Your a devil in disguise not a saint

Well it's cool ima go and act a fool