We met at a party. Bout almost. Two years ago. There was a part of me. That she just didn't know. I tried to hide it. From her but it. Didn't take long. Before she would. Follow me and. See where I go. I wanted to tell her. But I just didn't know how. And every time I spoke. The words just wouldn't. Come out. Everyone will tell you. That old habits die hard. And it’s just the same. For me.. . She wouldn't compromise. She wanna stand her ground. She wouldn't talk to me. She wouldn't make a sound. She wanna say goodbye. I wanna reconcile. What type of shit is she on?. . I should have left that side of town alone. I should have left that side of the town alone. I should have left that side of town alone. A long time ago. I'm guilty it’s getting to me. But she wasn't home. Keep trying to call her. But she won't pick up. The phone. My conscience is speaking to me but I'm in the wrong. She don't want to talk. To me. She'd rather go. I tried to apologize. For the lies that I told. She don't want to hear it. And tells me. Leave her alone. I didn't appreciate her. Until she was gone. Now it’s too late for that. . She won't even talk to me no. She won't-she won’t