He...
He was everything opposite of her pain
They had conscience conversations, sentences damn near finished the same
He was only after her affections
They had chemistry laced in alcoholic elixir
Her pleasure was his command
And he loved his job
Clocked in early and left late
Only needed short breaks, then back to it
Selfish she was
I think he knew but somehow thought a job well done deserved some kind of credit
She didn't plan it this way at all
He had so much potential the connection, the energy, and the vibe
But somehow all his effort went to replacing the film in her rose colored eyes
In hindsight she thinks, damn you were literally the right guy
But you came along at the wrong time
And I don't wanna mess over you...
Don't finish ma I know the line
Just wish you knew your worth so you wouldn't waste your own time