youre NOT irreplacable

To the left
Everything you own in the box to the left
In the closet, thats my stuff
Yes, if I bought it, baby please don't touch

And keep talking that mess, thats fine
Could you walk and talk, at the same time?
And its my name thats on that jag
So go move your bags,
let me call you a cab

Standing in the front yard,
telling me How I'm such a fool,
talking 'bout
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he'll be here in a minute
You must not know 'bout me
You must not know 'bout me
I can have another you by tomorrow
So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable

So go ahead and get gone
Call up that chick, and see if shes home
Oops I bet you thought, that I didn't know
What did you think
I was putting you out for?
Because you was untrue
Rolling her around in the car that I bought you
Baby, drop them keys
Hurry up, before your taxi leaves

Standing in the front yard,
telling me How I'm such a fool,
talking 'bout
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted

*So since I'm not your everything
How about I'll be nothing?
nothing at all to you
Baby I won't shed a tear for you
I won't lose a wink of sleep
Cause the truth of the matter is
Replacing you is so easy
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talked to hyacinta in the lib today.
nice nice catching up in that mere 10mins.
found out a lot of things
i wish i knew myself.

yes yes -shakes head in utter disappointment-
its allllways about you J, aint it?
and it cracks me up to re-enact all the past memories.
all the drama.
all the tears. the pain.
and who could forget the "i-know-she's-checkin-me-out-so-i-better-pretend-not-to-care" look.
oh gosh.
j***.
with so much hurt inside, and yet theres still capacity for me to withhold so mch anger that you just couldnt resolve with your 'charm'.
and after all that,
i just thot u'd like all this attention frm me.
infact! I even thot of a song that so naturally fits you
and all that you do.
-Irreplacable.
Go listen and maybe you'll figure out jst what i've been thinkin all this while.

stuff like
"i bet you thought that i didnt know" (abt all your one-night stands outside)
andddd how you kept telling me
"I'm sucha fool" at our PFE @ The Station.
how relevant is everything that you do wrong agst me
with all the heartbreaking songs.
it seems that you fit every category of 1. cheat. 2. cheap. 3.shit (basically).

i bet you nvr thot that i'd ever reach this point today,
when i stop SIDING you or playing the victim of your chauvinism/'player' attitude.
and i myself am shocked that i actually dare to say all this
cos' i knw of snitches (those bloody idiotssss)
that read this and run to you to report it to you.
(i shant name ppl. im nice (: )

but guess what j.
theres 43567890235 other frens out there.
(incl boys)
and i highly believe, on such a massive scale, till i myself find it entertaining to try to measure it,
that your replacable.

how i know, you say? (:
cos' out of that 6754820920937 boys in the werld (or shal i say MEN)
i've got the best one now.
(:
and avoiding all modesty-
i dont even think i deserve half of what he is to me.
(: (: (:
thats MY baby.
and i wonder to myself- just how i fell for you (or even someone LIKE you) in the beginning.