Not even your number two
I don't reside in your phone book
Or the neighborhood near you
You don't know me
But there is always getting better
You don't buy me gifts
Or hold me in the winter
I'm not asking
For more than what you give
To them other girls
I'm not asking for handouts
Just want to be in ur comfort zone
Cause I'm not in ur world
Phone book, pocket book, or diary
But I'd rather sit
Right there
On ya mind
No fucking handouts
Hook ups
Or quality time
Gimme half the shit u give them other girls
And the place on ur mind
And I'll rest my case
rest assure
I'm close to your heart
Cause its love in your thoughts.
Luvv
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