A few years to late.....

So she calls herself mad,
Gets that tone in her voice,
With every excuse I offer,
She just doesn't get the point,
And when I tell it to her bluntly,
Her eyes and inner thighs get moist,
So I just keep my distance,
Because all it takes is an instant,
Where I've had just the right drinks,
And she uses just the right words,
To make me think that this is just the right time,
To play that same tired game,
But I've left it all behind....

I don't trust us enough,
For me to stay the night with you,
And I've made other obligations,
No really, now there's two,
And even though it sucks sometimes,
And on some days I'd like to climb back into your bed,
Whenever it's brought up in public,
You'd say it's all in my head,
The pussy just ain't good enough,
To keep up with what I've got these days,
It's okay, you can be angry,
I remember when you used to say things,
That hurt me too,

You're not cut off, babe,
Just kept at arms length,
I have my own bed to sleep in,
And I don't care if you think this is stupid,
You've acted like a crazy bitch for years,
And I kept all of our secrets,
From damn near, every last peer,
Made a fool of myself,
Sacrificed mental health,
Stressed out beyond belief,
And now that you're not a priority,
You try to say you're on the brink.....

Of what?
And why should I care?
You're not my responsibility chick,
Just be happy I was there,
For as long as I was,
I mean I'll still stick around,
But bottom line is,
I will never be as down as I once was.....