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La, la, la
Cough
This is a poem called, "Roses are red"
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I′m so fucking glad I'm not in a relationship with you
Bitch!
One is the loneliest number that you will ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It′s the loneliest number since the number one
Listen we were tighter than a miser
Always kicked it like a mighter
Where ever she resided she could find me right beside her
I used to play it down as though I only kinda liked her
Dirty little disses made her eyes shine brighter
I used to think how the hell did I find her
Watching as she carefuly applied her eye-liner
I was sucking in until her had me dancing to a tune like the pied piper
I was non the wiser
Blindly in love oblivious to the fact that in time she'd switch up
And she-did-switch-up
Proper flipped out
Always on the war path looking for a big row
And I'd oblige, I mean come I got a big mouth
Aiming at her high horse trying to knock the thing down
Eventually I got kicked out
But I′d rather go back to sleeping rough than with that bitch now
One is the loneliest number that you′ll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It's the loneliest number since the number one
With the last lass I had things started out casually
The type of girl that I would hang around happily
I became attached to her ever so gradually
Then naturally it turned into a fucking shit factory
What a catastrophe, an absolute mess
A new Mrs with a bag of new stress
Some times I had an attitude yes
But when im treated l like a mug that′s what you have to expect
Jealousy, scrutiny, stressing me, stupidly
Messing with my head til' it affected me musically
I can′t explain the nightmare that it grew to be
What a huge relief to be away from that lunacy
Usually I'm really not the type of guy to hold a grudge
I know that falling out of love is part of growing up
But when you ladies acting crazy like she′s smoking dust
You better being on your ones 'cause two can be as lonely, trust
One is the loneliness number that you'll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It′s the loneliness number since the number one
What you crying for?
What you crying for?
I didn′t do anything
What you crying for?
You gonna tell me what the problem is
How can I make you better if you don't tell me what the problem is?
You know crying makes you look really fat
(Ha-ha-ha-ha)
All characters appearing in this song are fictitious
Any resemblance to real persons living or dead is purely coincidental
Honestly, ha-ha-ha-ha
Cough
This is a poem called, "Roses are red"
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I′m so fucking glad I'm not in a relationship with you
Bitch!
One is the loneliest number that you will ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It′s the loneliest number since the number one
Listen we were tighter than a miser
Always kicked it like a mighter
Where ever she resided she could find me right beside her
I used to play it down as though I only kinda liked her
Dirty little disses made her eyes shine brighter
I used to think how the hell did I find her
Watching as she carefuly applied her eye-liner
I was sucking in until her had me dancing to a tune like the pied piper
I was non the wiser
Blindly in love oblivious to the fact that in time she'd switch up
And she-did-switch-up
Proper flipped out
Always on the war path looking for a big row
And I'd oblige, I mean come I got a big mouth
Aiming at her high horse trying to knock the thing down
Eventually I got kicked out
But I′d rather go back to sleeping rough than with that bitch now
One is the loneliest number that you′ll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It's the loneliest number since the number one
With the last lass I had things started out casually
The type of girl that I would hang around happily
I became attached to her ever so gradually
Then naturally it turned into a fucking shit factory
What a catastrophe, an absolute mess
A new Mrs with a bag of new stress
Some times I had an attitude yes
But when im treated l like a mug that′s what you have to expect
Jealousy, scrutiny, stressing me, stupidly
Messing with my head til' it affected me musically
I can′t explain the nightmare that it grew to be
What a huge relief to be away from that lunacy
Usually I'm really not the type of guy to hold a grudge
I know that falling out of love is part of growing up
But when you ladies acting crazy like she′s smoking dust
You better being on your ones 'cause two can be as lonely, trust
One is the loneliness number that you'll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It′s the loneliness number since the number one
What you crying for?
What you crying for?
I didn′t do anything
What you crying for?
You gonna tell me what the problem is
How can I make you better if you don't tell me what the problem is?
You know crying makes you look really fat
(Ha-ha-ha-ha)
All characters appearing in this song are fictitious
Any resemblance to real persons living or dead is purely coincidental
Honestly, ha-ha-ha-ha
Writer(s): Benjamin David Calhoun Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
