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Your promises promises made me think

You had me thinking you were the shit that didn’t stink

Giving my girl messages to relay like we were elementary

Everything you said was sweet and extremely complimentary

You had me fooled by your silence, thinking you were deep

Actin like you wanted to fuck, I come back and we just sleep

I was diggin the way you took your time as if you wanted to wait

Had me thinking you were my Gemini and what brought us together was fate

I longed to feel the softness of your hair and of your touch

And I thought that we would be so above the bullshit-but I guess I think too much

Que sera sera I guess, my dear- what ever will be will be

But I refuse to sit and wait by my phone trippin off no sleep

So I guess I’ll let you fly away and let you do what it is you do

I’m too old to be playing childish games. And you know what? So are you

So I’ll pretend that I didn’t wish that my feelings would escalate

I’m just glad that it never came to the point that I let you penetrate

I’m sure I’ll see you downtown one night and maybe we’ll share a glance

And remember what you promised on my birthday? I never got my dance

As far as love goes I don’t see it for us-and that’s just too damn bad

I thought I had found my ‘deep thinker’ and to think different makes me sad

So Mr. Man, play bones, drink your cheap beer and smoke up that weed

And don’t trip off me when I’m sitting close and you get a call from a friend ‘in need’

Let me just tell you that you missed a good thing, and for that I can’t apologize

I’m just glad I know that I’m not missing out and there will be no tears in my eyes