girls like guys that push them, shove them and call them names
play with their heart as though it was a game
yet they fall for guys like that like they have no brain
girl dates guy, guy screws girl, its a never ending chain
yet all you girls are shocked when the guy causes you pain
he hit you, cursed you out or called you plain
said your nothing special and tossed you out in the rain
gave you the same feeling as getting hit by a train
made you do something you didn't want to but couldn't abstain
so in the end hes relieved and your filled with shame
I'm sick and tired of hearing all you girls complain
the things that you all say is the same freaking thing
'hes this, hes that and all other guys are the same'
hearing things like that seriously drives me insane
its your own fault that a jerk is what we became
and in the end we hold your heart..but what do you gain?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem