You’re not half the man that you think that you are. You can’t fill the hole inside you with money, drugs, and cars. I’m so glad I never ever had a baby with you 'cause you can never love something endless there’s something in it for you. I feel so sad, I tried to help you, but it just made you mad. I never had a warning about who are, just glad I made it out without breaking down and I ran so fucking far. You will never touch me again and I won’t see your alligator tears ‘cause I’ve had enough of them.