I had just one more thing to say,
Before you had to go
You didn't even stop to ask,
What I wanted to know
What we had,
I thought was good
But to you I'm sure it never would
And there was never a way,
For me to tell
Now I know,
That you were a shell
What you were,
Was already gone
You were just using me,
As your pawn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dang Kenner it's so TRue that boy i just wanna punch in the face sometimes....like now love ya