Girls

[bez]

So what I make mistakes, mistakes are made,
When you wear your heart on your sleeve an got your soul on a plate,
Always in pain, but I dab the wound,
With stain remover so its vast improved,
Hearts tainted needs tinning, sheilding from women,
Get this knife out my back cos the feelin is killin,
I'm strippin down to my socks, ready for the fall,
Girls take what they want, here have it all,
Need to build a wall, a barrier, bury ya romance,
Gettin one over on me? Nahhh no chance,
My plans are to persue a new persuit,
Get a hardcore bitch, fuck a bitch, thats too cute,
Too boot I need proof that there's girls in the world,
That my friends ain't touched, fucked, or shared,
Its rare in this old town, business is passed around,
Facebook dumbfucks, I delete my account,
I'm down for the count, maybe its me,
But girls and G don't mix, like a CD,
Maybe OCD means I gotta get it sorted,
Waiting for the package, but its never been ordered,
Fortunate though, cos I enjoy being alone,
So I guess this verse has been nothing but a moan,
No go....