Thinking About My Xs
They aint thinking about you, time to move on man. They aint worried about you, they done got a new dance. A hot new step to shake off the blues the bad news that you had to bring. No more cake, no reception, no three month salary ring. No church, no fancy clothes, no songs to slow jam thru. I try to forget the happy times and remember the pain. I'm crying as I write and type these words, love is so hard to explain. But I maintain and don't reach out for your touch, your heart, even though I miss you much.
They aint tripping off you cuz, you's a non factor lost in time. They brought some ...