Bitch, Please!

So many times, you told me I am the One

And I believed your love-bombing for fear of staying alone

So many times, I would be dreading a backstab

Bitch, please! I'd be the one setting myself up for that kinda crap

So many eyes. Bits of heaven scattered among animals

And beasts, I wasn't the least of them. I never realized

So many lies. The sick share of betrayal on a trail

Of loneliness in a love-sabotaging paradise

So many lips. Abandonment scars within

Creeping under slutty makeup and crawling under the skin

So many hands. Acting cool like I'm Jezebel