You know there are two sides to every story

See I don't know why you're crying like a bitch
Talking shit like a snitch
Why'd you write a song bout me?
If you really didn't care,
You wouldn't wanna share
Telling everybody just how you feel

Fuck what I did
It was your fault somehow
Fuck all the presents
I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the crying
It didn't meant jack
Well guess what!
Yo, Fuck you right back
x2
You thought you could
really make me moan
I had better sex all alone
I had to listen to your friend
Now you want me to come back
you must be smokin' crack
I'm going elsewhere and thats a fact

Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud outFuck it, I faked it

Aren't you proud
Fuck all those nights
you thought you broke my back
Well guess what!
Yo, your sex was wack
x2Oh, oh
uh, huh
Yeah
x3

You question did I care?
Maybe I would have
If you would have gone on me
But now it's over
But I do admit I'm glad
I didn't catch your crabs
I can't sweat that cause I've got to go

Oh, oh
uh, huh
Yeah
x3

You made me do this