Dear Emotional pimp, why are you up in my head
Trying to bring to light, to things I put to bed,
What do you want, by getting into my mind?
What exactly are you hoping to find.
What is it that you’re trying to gain?
By bringing to the surface my hidden pain
Maybe you want to make me feel needy
To get to my emotions you seem to be greedy
Do you want me to cry into your arms?
Or are you trying to practice your charms
If i cry and fall apart will you offer to lend a hand?
While you hold me pretending to understand
Sure there must be other ways to get to me
Than reminding me of the past i try not to see
What will you do when you open my worm can
Smile at me nice and pretend to be a good man
Why do you want to get into my soul?
I don’t get it, what is your goal?
Well listen to me loud and listen to me clear
I am used to emotional pimps my dear
I am not as vulnerable as you may think
So i can clearly see that your motives stink
If you are looking to turn your comfort into passion
You may as well know it will never happen
To you my ears are well and truly closed
My emotions i refuse to expose
So go get a life and leave me to live mine
Because until you came along i was doing just fine
I don’t need your understanding or sympathy
I am not as vulnerable as you hoped I would be
I am wise to your actions, I’ve seen them before
So I bid you farewell, and please don’t slam the door! ! !
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