Mischiefs Company
It was me. Me you decided to betray. It was me. Me you decided to betray. It was me. I don’t get it. But it’s not for me to try and figure out. At the end of the day, We both know that it was your lost. When you make a good women cry, That’s something God don’t play about. But they that sow in tears shall reap in joy. You planted on bad soil. And karma brings forth toil. Now you gotta deal with the repercussions. Now you gotta bask in your sorrows. It was me. Me you decided to betray. It was me. Me you decided to betray. It was me. The one who stuck by your side. Feed your soul with food that brought you life. Gave you wisdom through my nourishing instincts. Prayed for you when all I wanted to do Was hate your stinking guts. You little rascal. You hurt me. Hurt me bad to the bone. I loved you. Wanted to call you my own. My love was pure. My love was true. You took me for granted. Broke my heart. I can’t stand it. Shame on you. I just wanted to be good to you. And you knew that. You