You Gonna Get That

You gonna get that, I think it’s for you
Maybe I’ve learned a lesson or two
Learned my face most hideous
Can’t dream of love most serious
Days do pass I slowly die
As my angel flies so high
Calling you, love won’t begin
And all I am is just a friend

You gonna get that, I think it’s for you
Knowing what I say is true
I’ll talk of you and talk of me
Telling you what we could be
Through all the poems and all the songs
And on YouTube, is that so wrong
But you’re alone or have another
And I won’t ever be your lover

You gonna get that, I think it’s for you
You’ll put it on vibrate, cut it off too
Won’t you listen to one good word?
No to you I’m just a perv
But this will go on for a year and a half
No “stop,” no “don’t” I’ll worship your ass
What happened to goodness, a little politeness?
All from you just gets silence

You gonna get that, I think it’s for you
Don’t hate me, now that’s not true
Left my heart in so much pain
What I want, to do the same
All the things that I would do
But I can’t stop my love for you
My darkest lust, my love mistake
Why I love you, can’t I hate?

You gonna get that, I think it’s for you
No more words, well one, or two
What you said, you told me “stop”
Destroyed my world, in fear of cops
My last words “I’m sorry”
All my sins and I am me
So that’s not me upon your phone
And “ring, ring” my phone, hold on

Copyright © 2011, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.