Complications

Complicated Maze this phrase fits you perfect

At first sighting only a stranger to my eyes couldn't keep them off me

I'm sure your friend recognized I didn't care I had to stare stood there at attention

Not many words mentioned still I felt the thought connection wanted to s*x then

Got to know you wanted more Things got complex when

You had a man and wasn't sure

My thoughts were pure Is it gonna be him

Or is gonna be me

Cause that's the way I have to have it

Grasped the idea Ms scribble head Talia

Wanted you to feature but your man is screwing up the procedure

What is it that you say

I'm on your mind all day

But still say you're content how the situation lay

Why you play

Why do you stay

There's something better

Know you felt it when you received my first poetic letter

Why you fronting

Tell me something

Is it that you want your cake and stuff it down your face too

Did I have to chase you

Why oh why do you cry

Instead of afraid of losing me I think that you're confusing me a lot

No wait a minute stop bring that back I missed a page

Was it that time of the month or were you going through a phase

Complicated maze this phrase fits you perfect

Come back in later days talk to me when you're certain

You're always changing never stay the same person

Come back in later days talk to me when you're certain

Miss Merry weather the partial the martial artist of fake imitation love products

Now facing you is irritation

Know you used to have me placing you on pedestals like a goddess

Personality changes it seemed to me you were the oddest

Soon to depart us like red seas by Moses

Our friendship's diseased unfeasible hopeless

No reasonable answers to my question of focus Caused my tension

Nothing made sense when you replied with a tied tongue

Said you feared abusiveness I never swung

Why all these excuses miss

What have I done

Figured I had the right kind of lady yeah maybe it was fun for you

But not for me I found it quite unamusing

You were using me as a bridge just to pass what was left behind

Play times for dangerous minds

But why'd it have to be mine

Why'd it have to be mine

Now I'm not really trying to come of abrasive

But why you messing with my mans head

I mean I'm spending time trying to keep his mind on rhymes and beats

And you're a distraction

I mean you got my man just shook

I mean honestly I guess what I'm trying to say is

Virgin torn from sleep the newborn

*Slug speaking*'Why are you doing this

See you're too old to be playing games'

And it was easy to get too deep the water was lukewarm

Virgin torn from sleep the newborn

*Slug speaking*'you wanna come back

And it was easy to get too deep the water was lukewarm