Convenient

There you go showing all those insecurities and emotions
Like how you don’t want anything but complain about going through the motions
I hate how I have to wait to respond to your messages
Like I didn’t I just read it
I hate you how you have a habit of sending mix signals
Like I’m supposed to be okay with not having something that’s needed
Like where is this going, what are doing
But low-key you still like the idea of choosing
You still love all the likes and thirst driven comments
You still love treating me like love is something that rents
I’m here when you need me and gone when it all goes to your head
Be honest, you don’t want me, you just want what I pay for and do to you in bed