I Said...

Keep it consistent, and she couldn't
I said I'm done with the bitches, I was done
Nevertheless I'm stuck with one when I shouldn't
Call back, I thought it was all for you when really it couldn't
I was too into you as a drug
That I took my addiction as lust
When she really couldn't keep it consistent for two days into love
I thought it was a problem with me, but it's an issue with us
So, please when I say one after another
I mean, take it to heart in repetitions, separate your facts from the fictions
And when my condition gets better
Maybe then I could see you in the same light, maybe without any spite
Maybe that'll be forever!
Maybe it won't, maybe I love her or maybe I'll choke
I probably have love enough for us both!
In truth maybe not until we come to the close two years down the road