Trash
You took my heart and you ripped it apart,
you told me it was over for me;
You told me I was trash, that I was no good,
you said that you had to be free;
So I sit here lonely with a broken heart,
wondering where I went wrung;
then I picked up a pen and paper,
and I wrote myself this little song.
You told me I was trash, that this life I lived,
was not good enough for you.
You broke my heart you abused my love,
and left me all alone and blue.
But thats okay for my life has changed,
now I'm all over you;
I hope that in this little life you live,
you are truly happy too.
Well the time has come for me to once again,
find somebody else to love;
A woman with a heart and a little class,
a woman whose a cut above;
A woman who will treat me with respect,
and make me feel like a man.
A woman who no matter what,
will always try to understand.
For you told me I was trash, that this life I lived,
was not good enough for you;
You broke my heart, you abused my love,
and left me all alone and blue.
But thats okay for my life has changed,
and now Im all over you.
I hope that in this little life you live,
you are truly happy too! ! !
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