So many words for the broken heart are spoken
But what about the hearts which are thrown around as tokens
A part of Russian roulette, this game played by ladies
Dressed in silk silhouettes, their names are feared by many
They take guy to the next level, they take him high
Soon as he cant spend on them, they start to say goodbye
Oh girl oh why, what do you want guys expect just your love
To be your man only yours, nothing else but you girl come on
Is it too very wrong, to sing up a song
For you though my voice aint very good
Is it too much to ask, or too big a task
To love only your man, aint I very good
To be happy in nothing but only you
I too was the one you did end up to choose
Is it too much to ask, or too big a task
To love only your man, aint I very good
I turned to a fossil, the minute you said you’re leaving me
Why you’re being so bad girl? To you I was never mean
What do you mean, when you say I ask too many questions always
I ask “how are you? You okay? Girl, you know right I’m there for you always?”
What you do to me is a sign of you being a bitchass
You never ask, what emotions I hide behind my mask
You don’t care, no you don’t; you can never be mine
I’m stuck with you in my ass, I got now a sore behind
Is it too very wrong, to sing up a song
For you though my voice aint very good
Is it too much to ask, or too big a task
To love only your man, aint I very good
To be happy in nothing but only you
I too was the one you did end up to choose
Is it too much to ask, or too big a task
To love only your man, aint I very good
Stuck in this love game are stories like these
The girls smile always like ‘cheese’, but are rotten disease
Who want guys who fit their list, a guy who can pay their bills
For them be ready to kill, and at command stay at ease or at still
Where is my will accounted for? Nup these girls don’t care
And don’t you dare compare or whole day you will face angry stare
Girls suck, cause they don’t know what they want
At times they hate us but yet they want us to sing to their song
Is it too very wrong, to sing up a song
For you though my voice aint very good
Is it too much to ask, or too big a task
To love only your man, aint I very good
To be happy in nothing but only you
I too was the one you did end up to choose
Is it too much to ask, or too big a task
To love only your man, aint I very good