Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Alfa Mist]
I weren't gonna vent
But what a turn of events
I'm confirming an end
I was sleeping in the services then
She's the weakest in her circle of friends
She was flirting with men
I'm learning to mend
There's a lot of hurt to her, man
And I wanted to return to the sender
But I never heard of her 'gain
So I, turned to the next, pressed the burden on them
She's emersed
Usually I'd be the first to defend
But I'm showing no concern, it's a trend
Tables turn
I'm pulling out, we had a date confirmed
But to me, that's a mistake I earned
The exit burns
Got a second degree like I paid to learn
Should be letting it be, cause it makes me worse
I should be setting her free from the chains and curse
But she's no better than me, what's the safety word?
Why is it ladies first?
Why can't people get what they deserve?