Split, before we were together
I know I'm a no-hoper
He's lead me a merry Dance
Most people say 'He aint worth it'
But they don't know the real him,
I know he can be a twat
He's not allways like that
Its not his fault,
He didn't do it to hurt me
He only got a job
He didn't know it would hurt me
I've still got a chance
Heaven Nows if I'll take it
If I really try
I know I can make it
He really needed the money
I know he didn't mean it
Its just not his fault
I rubbed my own face on it
He left me before I got with him
He dumped me when we weren't together
He knows that I like him
I have an urge to kill him
This is a sort of part 2 to too fat to love. Its about the same person. He only got a job on Monday nights, which is the same night as the youth club we both used to go to. I still go, and I see him around school.