Bitter

Don't be mad at the woman that's bitter

Be mad with the man who made her that way

Cause as sure as a bitch breeds litters

There's a stud nearby that's had his time to play

Rest assured, at some point life get's sweeter

And it wasn't cause you professed your vows in front of the preacher

However lurking my way down these rocky roads

This bag lady could never be weighed down by these loads

Through the tears

Submitting my soul

To fulfill

What looked to be real

Putting aside what use to be blatant fears

I'm yours! Baby, I'm yours!

The whores! The whores! G'damn boy! The whores!

But it's me! It's me whose cleaning the skid marks out yo drawers!

Can I get that attention? A phone call? Hell! A house with hardwood floors!

It's my spirit that leaked in and overpoured

And you have no remorse

Yepper! Love has taken its course

Over and over

Just can't seem to get this thing right

I have a reason to be bitter, and I STAY ready to fight

I expect these games

These lames

The dames

Whatever fucked up picture I could create in your pretty ass frame

I see through you

In the beginning I had already felt the hurt and pain

Now we're playing the blame game

All I want is happiness and to stay sane

Give you what you need and whatever you want

How many women you know will find another bitch for the both of us to flaunt?!

Between the love making, fucking and sucking.. I got lost!

Who knew that for pleasing my man, I would be paying the cost

I'm confused, in a daze

and my pussy's like frost.

Collecting moths

I'm bitter as hell and I have yet to cure this g-spot

My temperature's rising! I'm so hot!

Fuck a dildo! I need the real cock!

This story could go on and on

and on and on and on

You can't pass judegment if you don't know the history behind the song

What was once a liberated, free-spirited woman

had a demon in her all along

And all it took was for one sorry ass man to make her feel like she don't belong

Candi