I Found Real Love Baby, I Don't Need You Poem by Samuel Richard Leonard

Oh well you broke my trust
and I don't want it back.
You walked all over me
and here's the cold facts:

You know you're blue, blue.
I'm done with you, you.
Yeah that's the truth, truth.
Whatcha gonna do?

Well I thought it'd be a start,
a life, a perfect match
but you raped my heart
and left it in the trash.

You know you're cruel, cruel.
I was a fool, fool.
I'm glad we're through, through.
Whatcha gonna do?

I never thought I loved you more
and never guessed you'd be a whore;

I picked myself up off the floor
and found somebody to adore.

You're blue, blue, 'n' cruel, cruel.
I'm done with you, you, ya fool, fool.
Oh here's the truth, truth, we're through, through,
Oh whatcha gonna do?
- Samuel Richard Leonard