He says that I’m too emotional
But that’s just because I say
I love him every chance I get
I know he goes out with his
Boys on Friday night
And comes back smelling like
Liquor and weed
At least though he’s not smelling
Like perfume
I don’t care that I have
To leave him alone over
The weekend
I want to give him his space
That’s the fair thing to
Do and I won’t even sweat him
For a few dollars every month
When this baby comes
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