woke up to an argument
she said "I'm tired of this"
he said "then be gone"
she cried but her tears held on
he said "you're never satisfied"
she said "cry, cry, cry"
he said "you're always doing this"
she said "you make me the way I am"
she says no to love
she don't want no hugs
she say "give me drugs"
she begs and pleads
she wants to leave
only to return for sleep
he's grown tired of her
coming and going
I don't know but it sounds
alike like two people in love
ones on drugs the other
has yet to give up
so they fight and fuss
enough to give life to
what ever they have together
no one knows how they met
he could be a dealer or a pimp
it's always a story behind the post
where ever people do the most
the door slams she's gone up the hall
suddenly it's silent sound is gone