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3rd Ear Wordz – Giving Up On You

Giving Up On You

Extract from “Giving Up On You”

A lyric about a failed relationship from the 3rd Ear Wordz vault.  

“I’ve had enough. I’m sick and tired of you taking me for granted.

Now I’m toughening up, cutting the ties that keep us banded.

Guys like you are too selfish, caught up in your own game.

Always promising changes, yet things remain the same.

Well I’ve tried, given you all that I could.

You fail to recognise how I feel.

And telling me you’re the one who’s been misunderstood.

You just don’t know when you’ve got something good.

So believe me cause this time it’s true.

I’m giving up on you.

 

Lost count of the times I had your back.

Whilst you were cheating behind mine.

Gave up on my dreams only for you to treat me so blatantly unkind

Oh why! Tell me one time that I ever did you wrong?

I’ve been such a fool to put up with you so long.

You used to love me, hold me, be there for me baby.

Now you walk over me, crush my pride and say that you care for me baby.

Well no more. I’m tired of being your fool.

Believe me boy, I’m giving up on you.

 

Now my eyes are open and I can see through the haze.

When I see you on the street, I’ll be looking the other way.

Cause I don’t want to see the tears in your eyes,

Or hear about how you’re hurting inside.

Because I know its all lies.

How many times do you want to throw your love on me?

Then when I don’t live up to your expectations, take it back from me.

I’m worth more than the drama you put me through.

Believe me boy, I’m giving up on you.”

 

Copyright D Woolcock for 3rd Ear Wordz

LYRIC – Stupid Me!

Stupid Me

This self-loathing lyric was written at a bad period in my life.  Even though you’re free, have you ever felt trapped, not only in love, but in friendships or by hurtful family members? You can see all the wrongs, but to avoid further drama, you don’t say nothing.  You stop standing up for yourself and let the hurt roll whilst you’re hurting badly inside.

Must’ve been born with pussy written on my forehead
My only explanation for believing in all the things you said
Thought you loved me but I’m just a fool
Cuz I’m stupid me

I’ve let you see me cry 2 many a time
Let you play silly games with my mind
Why I let you do this I just don’t know
The doors wide open but I don’t wanna go
Cuz I’m stupid me

CHORUS:  You put me down, you mess around
Spread the word all over town
“That girls stupid”
Break my heart and make me cry
Tell me anything cuz I’ll believe your lies
Cuz I’m stupid. Stupid motherfuckin me

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Rejections something I’m kind of getting used too
Cuz if i’m waiting 4 affection, I ain’t getting it from you
You say you love me when you run out of honey
My emotions you walk all over. Ha Ha so funny!
Cuz i’m stupid me (CHORUS)

Why do I let you hurt me?
Why do I let you make me cry?
I know it’s wrong but I let you carry on
Why, oh why! Oh why! Cuz i’m stupid me

Copyright Lady Syxess (Lady 6X) 2008

Originally published on the now defunct Triond website

#POETRY – MY EYES By Jessa’s Will

This poem by Jessa’s Will expresses pain and sadness expressively with a figurative yet sharp impact.

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Image supplied by author

My eyes
Revealing 
The agony I hide
Tears
Bursting out 
When the pain
I could no longer endure
I try to smile
Though
I have to carve it
Upon my face
With a blade of sanity
Bleeding
Just to put on
A happy face
But still
The sorrow shows
For it’s destined
To live within me
Until
My last breath

Copyright Jessa’s Will 2015

As much as I love reading mainstream published and well known writers work , I also support the lesser known writer’s that like myself, have beautiful work swimming around in a sea of lesser known authors publications on the web.  With #wordspot I will be sharing pieces from aspiring writers because “poetry not read, is dead” and we need to keep it alive.

 

LYRIC – You Can’t Have Me

This lyric was composed by myself around three years ago after the song “Funky Town” by Lipps Inc was stuck in my head.   My lyrics express a woman’s reaction to a rich player type guy who’s trying to impress her with his riches… but she’s not interested.

 

{Intro chorus sung slow}

I don’t want your diamonds

And I don’t need your gold

I don’t care ’bout platinum cards

Cuz my love can’t be sold

I don’t want your kisses

That breath can’t seduce me

I ain’t hearing your three little words

Cuz boy you’ll never

You’ll never have me

diamonds and gold

{Verse 1} You really think you’re something

Rocking your links [chains] like you’re so damned hot

Got all the girls lips-a-drippin’

But this lady right here is not

Why would I want your number?

Huh? When boy I’ve got my own

I don’t play with little boys, kid

I like my men grown

{chorus}

No, I don’t want your diamonds

And I don’t need your gold

I don’t care about your platinum card

Cuz my love can’t be sold

I don’t wanna go to no restaurant

Fancy dining ain’t my thing

Your money may buy you everything you want

But it sure as hell can’t buy

It can’t buy me

{verse 2} I ain’t checking for what car you’re driving

Or your reupholstered seats

I’ve already got my ride home

And if I didn’t, well I’ve got two feet

Don’t hit me with the “let’s be friends” line

Don’t tell me about your point of view

If I want to see a good time

I’ll see it better, far away from you

{repeat chorus}

Copyright 3rd Ear Girl for 3rd Ear Wordz publishing 2014

POEM – Lost

Lost is a poem reflecting the inner emotions of depression.  I originally published this in 2006 and decided to bring it out of the vault to share at a time when so many people are going through dark times.  Believe me, I understand.

Each day I wake up thinking to myself

Can I make it through another day of hell?

Don’t wanna get out of bed

But I’ve gotta shake these voices in my head

They’ve got me wishing I was dead

Or someplace else instead

Of this life of fighting a losing battle

Can’t get on my saddle and take control

Feels like I’m losing my soul

My dreams, my self-respect, my ambitions

All replaced with fear

Waiting in vain for a better tomorrow

But damn! There goes another year

And I’m still here, in the same shit

The same sorry-assed merry-go-round

The cold reality in this lonely world

© 3rd Ear Girl 2014

Revised edition of ‘A Lost Battle’ Purple Banana Publishing 2006

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