Nothing Special

By Shaire Blythe

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Nothing Special

Not like it’s any of your business who I am tonight

Or what I do at night behind closed doors

Even you couldn’t get this

It doesn’t matter how cool you are

Or even if you have car

Some things just won’t do

You’re a pretty actor, fit right with the best of them

And I may tell you to come over, but you’re like the rest of them

Nothing special

No one to keep for a lifetime

But tonight you’ll feel special, give you the ride of your life

And you’ll see I won’t be coming back, why you gotta act like that?

Like I really fucked you over, but you’ll get over it

Everyone’s surprised when the tables turn

Everybody loves it when bridges burn

Cause everybody loves a good show, and I’m giving them what they want

I see through bullshit, even if I don’t say it

I was so used to coming up with excuses and boys kept on playing

It was always just my luck, I ended up stuck

But I’ve caught on now, got the game all figured out

Too many times I’ve fallen

I swore no more

Them better days are calling, when you throw the middles up and just don’t give a fuck