Confession is Good for the Soul

You Don’t Feel The Way I Feel About You I did things with you that I have never, ever done before sharing secrets from my past that were locked away deep inside this heart’s core I drilled into you like a coal miner, I searched and I explored and yet we’re not at the point that I had hoped for, I expected more I think that you don’t feel the way that I feel about you Yeah, that’s it…you don’t feel the way I feel about you Now if it doesn’t mean as much to you as it meant so much to me then please my darling be ever so truthful tell me now and set me free for when I met you I was strong and with your loving I grew stronger and if what we have is to part right now I’ll get over you, yes, I will somehow It’s just that it may take a little longer than the rest I thought you were the best for me but now I see that you don’t feel the way that I feel about you don’t hide it, don’t deny it, just say it you don’t feel the way I feel about you Mirror, mirror on the wall, who just got played most of all? Awwwwwww, hell no, I’m not going out like that! Wiped away your tears and now you tell me that… Erased all of your fears and now you tell me that… Drunk up all the beers and now you tell me that… Nine whole fucking years and now you tell me that… you don’t feel the way I feel about you and now this motherfucker’s all up in your face trying to take my place and reap the benefits of all my time, all my wine, all my dime, all my shine, all my rhyme, all that is mine because you don’t feel the way I feel about you OK, yes, I called you something that rhymes with witch And yes, I gave you something that made you severely itch And yes, we had plans to grow old get and rich And now you want to leave me stating with imperfect pitch that you don’t feel the way I feel about you You know you aint gonna get away with this shit, right? Fuck three strikes, I’m fixing to kick some ass up in here tonight Oh what, what, now I’m supposed to be scared that 5-0 is within my sights? And now I hear again what I refused to accept as hard as I try with all of my might that you don’t feel the way I feel about you Well go on then, pack your shit and get to steppin but before you leave I have 1, 2, 3, aw hell, make it 8 simple questions Does he do your toes the way that I licked your toes? And does he do your nose the way that I licked your nose? And does he do your back the way that I licked your back? And does he do your crack the way that I licked your crack? And does he do your lips the way that I licked your lips? And does he do your tips the way that I licked your tips? And does he make you flip the way that I made you flip? And doe he make you drip the way that I made your drip? I don’t mutherfuckin think so! But still… You don’t feel the way that I feel about you You said it; I don’t want to accept it But I now know that You don’t feel the way I feel about you © 2005 Walee