When You Forget the Cost You must Pay the Price

Trophy Wyfe

Trophy wife living dat life holding her possessions instead of her man at night

Shopping at the mall she don't have to think twice

Armed with this Platinum card who cares about the price

Material things and bling she can't afford pay the price for her heartache

Each time he steps out the door

Can't force him to stay so he keeps giving her more,

More jewels, more clothes, more Prada, more Dior

Trophy Wife living dat life holding her possessions instead of her man at night

He's never there but somehow it's all right as long as the Jag is available for her 3:30 flight

Her feelings have no value as long as the price is right

Hands too heavy with jewels to put up a fight

Heart too broken for any man to ever make right

From the outside looking in who wouldn't want her life

Pushing his whips, spending his dough

But there's a secret she'll never let show

She covers her sorrow with material things

His feelings for her are as superficial as all of her pretty little things

He's to Blame

He's To Blame

Our love affair together will never be the same

Our hopes and dreams of forever washed down the drain

Now we're both alone in a world of cold and pain

And yet it is he; He that I blame

With him in his world and me in mine, our communication lines usually vacant at times

The romance was swift he swept me off of my feet

trails of smiles and happiness

I thought it was meant to be

I ask what's wrong he replies "every thing's fine"

Lie after lie the blind can't lead the blind

What a fearful shame and

Still it is he; He that I blame

The ups and downs unbearable

Emotions running high

Now two hearts cry and no one knows why

I though our love was perfect, it could never be undone

Yet and still he is the one

What a damn shame

And still it is he; He that I blame

All good things must come to an end

But how do you survive the loss of love and the loss of a friend

He knew from inside and throughout

Now we're like two strangers wandering about

All the secrets we shared

Our love was strong no doubt

It's a crying shame

And still it is he; He that I blame

Now he's gone and I have to stay

Hoping a new love will find me someday

To wipe away my tears and assuage all the strain

To hold me close and whisper my name

But

Until then it's he; he that I blame