Psycho Chick

Why don't you love me?
 From the moment you touched me I thought surely there'd be nothing
That could keep us apart.
I mean maybe I'm mistaken, to assume when we was making love
You weren't just getting a nut.
I mean it takes more than good dick to create a psycho chick.
Its the feeling that I've been used and dismissed
That makes me wanna go slit
Every single one of your tires
Pull a Left Eye and set your house on fire.
Or a Jazmine and bust your car windows
Out
But that's not what I'm about.

See you said that you loved me
And since my daddy never hugged me
I took that shit seriously.
Seriously,
I thought that you loved me
And I've never been that trusting,
So when I gave you my heart
I thought it was the start of something lovely
Some shit like Jada and Will
Bill and Camille
Beyonce and Jay-Z
Baby see
I thought we'd take black love to higher dimensions
And alternate planes, not to mention
I thought that one day I'd be wearing your last name,
So when I got that text
Saying you was on to the next
That shit didn't sit well with me
And something's telling me to move on
But I keep thinking what the hell did I do wrong

See its more than good dick
To make a psycho chick
It's passionate nights,
The unfulfilled promise of a life
That's got me cutting through your clothes with a knife
Poking voodoo dolls of you with pins
Keying "Little Dick" in the door of your new Benz
And it feels good to get revenge
But in the end I'm still lonely
Cause the truth is I'm hurt
Wishin things would have worked
Wishing you would hold me,
Wondering if only
If Only