Ramaging through some of my old stuff and found this little Gem…I’m kinda diggin’ it! Enjoy!
“Get over yourself”
Maybe im not perfect
Maybe im not sane
Maybe I rethink every little thing
At least I have morals
At least I have self respect
I don’t move too quickly
I know who I am
Get over yourself
Grow out of your games
His hearts on a shelf
Left out in the rain
Get over yourself
Stop acting superior
Cuz the real world don’t care
And neither does a real man’s criteria
Maybe you think she’s perfection
Without a question
In your mind
But you want to find
The secret to what’s inside-
inside her eyes
Get over yourself
Grow out of your games
His hearts on a shelf
Left out in the rain
Get over yourself
Stop acting superior
Cuz the real world don’t care
And neither does a real man’s criteria
Or maybe I was wrong
Maybe its not about that
Maybe its about the way she looks
That’s what draws you in
The flip of her hair
Or the Shake of her hips
Its something you can’t miss
What you see isn’t always what you get
But with these girls there’s always something to miss
I wish I could warn you
Clue you in on her scheming manipulative ways
But maybe it’s difficult to hear when she’s looking at you that way
Get over yourself
Grow out of your games
His hearts on a shelf
Left out in the rain
Get over yourself
Stop acting superior
Cuz the real world don’t care
And neither does a real man’s criteria
Fall under her spell
Be used and ignored
Come out of it broken and sore
Pick yourself back up
Dust off the dirt and sleaze
And find a good girl to make you weak in the knees
Get over yourself
Grow out of your games
His hearts on a shelf
Left out in the rain
Get over yourself
Stop acting superior
Cuz the real world don’t care
And neither does a real man’s criteria
Does she make you go weak?
Does she make you laugh?
Does she even care about the love you have to share?
Get over yourself
Grow out of your games
His hearts on a shelf
Left out in the rain
Get over yourself
Stop acting superior
Cuz the real world don’t care
And neither does a real man’s criteria
But you’ll never find the truth behind those eyes
Because all their filled with are lies
She’s fixated on attention
Being the center of it always
Not to mention
Creating her own drama
As a form of entertainment
You’ve been played
Cuz you’ve been playin her games
With your world wrapped around her little finger
She thinks she’s got it made.
With a smile and a wave
She struts her stuff wanting you crawling
Begging and Pleading you seem completely hopeless
Get over yourself
Grow out of your games
His hearts on a shelf
Left out in the rain
Get over yourself
Stop acting superior
Cuz the real world don’t care
And neither does a real man’s criteria
What happen to love?
What happen to chivalry?
It’s been beaten and torn
upstaged by promiscuity
Get over yourself
Grow out of your games
His hearts on a shelf
Left out in the rain
Get over yourself
Stop acting superior
Cuz the real world don’t care
And neither does a real man’s criteria
What’s love got to do with it?
If she doesn’t give a damn
She’d rather sleep with a man
Than get to know him
When the right boy catches her eye
He won’t wait forever
He won’t even cry
Won’t wish you were together
He’ll make her regret all of her past
He’ll make her feel like she’s second best
Get over yourself
Grow out of your games
His hearts on a shelf
Left out in the rain
Get over yourself
Stop acting superior
Cuz the real world don’t care
And neither does a real man’s criteria
Time to wake up
Time to realize
That not every guy
Is memorized
By the slutty silent type
He may like you may have even loved you
But when it comes down to it he knows he’s above you
Get over yourself
Grow out of your games
His hearts on a shelf
Left out in the rain
Get over yourself
Stop acting superior
Cuz the real world don’t care
And neither does a real man’s criteria
He may like what he sees
But deep down he knows
That behind those big beautiful eyes
And short cut dresses
Is a girl with a lack of control
And a heart full of coal
Keep Calm and Carry on my friends 😉