Two Sides To Every Story
You say you want a chance, I say change
You say okay, but here we go again.
There’s a chance, but no change.
Promises taken away.
By someone who swore.
Was the score with the whore worth it?
You swore on your life, but you were the first to put a dagger in her heart.
“We’re just friends” he screams
Her weak voice tries to scream but she gives up.
Walks away from the one person who she trusted.
Laughter, fun and playing around is what he got out of a whore.
Pouring her heart out, pain and heartbreak for the one who swore.
Broken Promises
Broken Trust
All by one
The one she trusted.
There’s two sides to every story:
Yours and hers.
