I Am Too Much 2
By Kellie Larson
You started this, hijacking my heart, now you don't know what to do
Thought you played me, I annihilated you
Standing there shook with shock and awe,
You are a P.O.W.
You introduced me as "good friend," so I did the same,
My fam knows you as "what's his name?"
You say I am too much, well that's a fact
You are sittin' petty, I am living grand
You won't see me when it lands
I am playing chess while you play tag
Wish I could wear it on a badge
R.I.P to your ego in that body bag
You thought you won when you walked away
I just delayed your judgement day
I wanted you loyal, you got dark
So that mess you left, I turned it into art
You seem hungry, watch me eat
My thermos is filled with the things you did to me
A little monster gobbling up everything
Washing YOU down like it ain't nothing
I am way too much
You thought you broke me, what a joke
Now you're choking on my smoke
Talk your trash from miles away
Cashed your check, enjoyed a spa day
You said just buy one, I heard Puff, returning all that K.Y. going to be tough
Your favorite hoodie, on my besties door
It works great for cleaning my floor.
You tried to break me, I dismantled you
Everything you threw at me, I served back times two
I'm big on justice, fair is fair, Karma comes later but I will be right there
You hid behind charm, I hid your name
You knew how I was but didn't think
I’d flip the script and watch you sink
Your coffee mug, the one you prefer, at the bottom of the dumpster
Changed your name to "Balding on top" [you and your hairline really should stop]
changed your profile on that site—man seeking man who can go all night
Added your digits changed D.O.B.—so have fun and happy birthday
Hang on cowboy, here we go,
Ain't my first rodeo,
You are losing to a Pro.
Eye for an eye, I want both
Work's out great, cuz your glasses broke
I don't break down, I cash out pain
Smile in your face, then change up lanes
Soft in the start till you poked me sharp
You say I want revenge, that maybe true
and So those girls have a heads up on you
You thought you won when you walked away
I just delayed your judgement day
I wanted you loyal, you got dark
So that mess you left, I turned it into art
You're losing to a Pro, with a petty girl's heart
Yeah, I am too much
You made your bed, my side undone, so I cut them in half, then bought new ones
All those cold little no's when I needed a scratch?
I put itching powder in your jockstrap
I Mailed a book to your work, called What to do when your co-workers are jerks
The other one to your mom Prison Love 2: I want bottom. Text me again, this all restarts,
I'm big on justice, fair is fair, your
best friend is here chilling in his underwear - Yeah I am way too much
