Don't Get Mad a.k.a. The X-List
Dont Get Mad a.k.a. The X-List
By: Eduardo Acevedo Jr.
By: Eduardo Acevedo Jr.
Baby don't get mad
I haven't forgotten what we've had
I just remembered the past, and realized you're my past
I'm looking to the future and those hands
Who help me mend the cracks when you handed me my ass
You got your heart and feelings back, so don't complain
I replaced your face with friends
Can't be mad I don't trust men so those faces are feminine
Sexy and sweet like cinnamon like I used to think you were
Well like actually you ARE
But the difference is that you were mine and we were close
But now we're near to losing contact cause you appear so far
Far away from the reality that you're no longer number one
My priorities have changed ever since you've gone
My heart was numb, my heart was cold, my mind dumbfounded
Now it feels, it's warm, and for the life of me I can't figure out why you seem so astounded
...SORRY you've been pouting, if you even were
But you have just been mounted on the wall, enlisted on the "X-List"
...Word
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