8
Elise Flurry
I'm sorry that you couldn't be the first
I'm sorry that I told you how he hurt me
Now you touch me different
You're uncertain
You're looking like it's something that I planned
Of course an eight year old would simply plan for that
I'm sorry if he took away your virgin
You've got some nerve
Five five fronting
Could you get real
You've got nothing in that head of yours
Good for nothing boy you're such a chore
And it's a bore
Red flag waving in my pretty face
But i gave you grace gave you everything
Tough luck trying fix all your mistakes
Can't trust a man who
Saves face
Can't trust a man who
Saves face