When she’s gone
Shell be single
Without a ring on her finger
I know shell flirt and mingle
When she’s gone
Little by little all fall apart
Pick the pieces up to my broken heart
Cry rivers to the point
I wont wake up with a dry pillow
When she’s gone
Damn right ama remember her
Cold hearted like the weather in December
Now that she’s long gone
I realized I don’t need her
When she’s gone
Shell ask for a second chance
And I’ll remind her how I
Gave her my loyalty
Made her royalty
A broken heart is how she rewarded me
When she’s gone all be bright like the morning sun
She be low like the corner crack head bum
And tell her thanks for the trip
But I’ve moved on.
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