Nate Barksdale - About a Girl

You want me to yourself
You don't wanna see my with nobody else
A trophy on your shelf
What have we done, what have we lost and won
Cuz if its over now
Why do I feel like the story is still being told
Maybe our love is just dead
I remember what you said

You said it is the end but is it final
Spinnin in my head like its vinyl
And I don't wanna make you cry no more
We were best friends
We were homies
Now you only call me when you're horny
I think that that's fucked up
You think that's a fair trade
You think that I'm a damn liar, I think that's a damn shame
Why we play these damn games
Fight and then you're upset
You said that you a hot mess
But how can you blame me for cold feet cuz its a process
Are we making progress
Or giving into nonsense
We usually cautious not
To hurt the other ones feelings
But there's way too many feelings

Written by:
Nate Barksdale

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