Her

Here I am

Sitting all alone

I hate it when it jams,

then I called her on the phone

She sways and sways,

but she doesn't pay

Its burning my pocket

But i like her this way

The pain is multiplying

The wait, so crucifying

She is so Mean,

Like a pair of uncomfortable jeans

But is her life,

what can I do or say?

She is getting weak

Hold on to me

And Don't ever leave

" 'Til death do us part"

I've stated my rights

So don't try to break us apart