He loves me
Not her
He needs me
Not her
He’s mine
And she’s a slut for taking him
Nobody takes what is mine and gets away
Jerome can attest to that
Jerome and his pretty little slut of a wife
I can still see the panic in their faces
They didn’t expect me to go far
I didn’t want to go far
I loved him
He didn’t love me
And he paid
Paid dearly
Paul! Paul! Paul!
I hope you won’t be like Jerome
I’d hate to kill you
I’d hate to kill your wife
And child
We could be a good family
A perfect family
Your daughter would become mine
I don’t mind
Just get that bitch out of the picture
You love me so much
I know you do
You will leave her
Till death do us part
Written by: ADEBANKE FALADE