When were alone you call me yours.
But when were with others you call her yours.
Am I just your fling?
No one but us knows of our relationship.
I know that I hid it from my best friends, from my sister.
I want to tell them, but I know that you will lie.
When will you do it?
Let me help you with your choice.
Me or her?
If its me, I tell them.
Her, then goodbye.
I can't be their for you when your not their for me.
I know that people may call me a whore, Im not.
You above anyone knows that I'm not.
Just remember, I was here befor her.
Me, Or her?
Just ask yourself this.
And I'll ask myself,
Are you really mine?
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