Boy I swear you just like butter Because you slip through my fingers every time. Cant keep up with you cant get you off my mind. Yet I always have the feeling that you are not telling me the whole. Please tell me you married, that **** is old. When I call you say, “call you right back,” Then I’m left by the phone cut a sister some slack. When I ask why you didn’t call you say “baby stop trippin” I done already fell. Thinking to myself what the hell. You got me so messed up Probably got my drawers on backwards. I call you everyday just to check in. Problem is you treat it like a sin. Then one day I call And a woman picks of the phone. And bluntly says “Shawn is not home,” Should I ask who is speaking? I just let the phone go dead. Just like what we had. Man that’s bad.