Av don so many bad tins 2u,
n anytin imagined is affirmed tru,
u did me nuffin, wen i beat u 2a pulp,
u brot me coffee, insted of tanx, i smashd d cup,
n when u apologise, all i did was despise,
bt am comin home 2b a better man.
u askd 4 a night-out but i gave u a blackout,
u wrote n sang me a song,
but i danced 2it wit anoda, dts wrong,
in our bed, on our anniversary
i bedded ur adversary,
but am sory n am comin home 2b a better man.
u introduced me 2keisha n my acknowledgement ws 2freak her,
dat ws ur best friend
but i brot ur friendship 2 an end,
for all d luv u gave me n everything we went tru,
all i did ws debase n grieve u bt u stayd put,
dts y i say am comin home2b a better man.
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