What makes you think you are the best, the proverbial bag of chips? You make me sick with all the lies that pass between your lips. You said you were the one for me.. like you are all there is. And just because he isnít here doesnít mean that Iím not his.
Iím married.. donít you get it.. honey you donít turn me on. Many men just like you have been here, but now their gone. When I stood up and took those vows I meant just what I said. And believe me there is more to life then what you find in bed.
You swear a woman can not live without the touch of man well I am here to tell you dear youíve met the one who can. I do not need a man to make me feel like Iím complete. And I also do not feel the need to sleep with all I meet.
I have many male friends whom have never seen my bed and sweetheart you wonít either so just get it through your head. Men like you are a dime a dozen and all your lines are played. So move along my brother.. cause your not gettin laid.