Two years
Two years I have sat putting up with all of it,Watching your kids grow while you treat me like shit.
Two years broken, torn, and confused
putting me down feeling used and abused.
Two years i have wasted dealing with your ass
I could have done better but i lowered my class.
Two years i started thinking no one could be better
Sex wasn't romantic much like folding a letter.
Two years you continued to be full of your self
I thought you had changed but you put my feeling on a shelf.
And after two years of waiting and conplaning I'm ready for life
Cause when the right man comes along I'll be ready to be his wife.
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