lost one...

I don’t think it’s meant to be, B For she loves her work more than she does me And honestly, at 23? I would probably love my work more than I did she So we ain’t WE, it’s me and her Cause what she prefers over me is work And that’s where we defer So I have to give her free time even if it hurts So breathe, Mami, it’s deserved You’ve been put on this Earth to be all you can be like the Reserves And me? My time in this Army is served So I have to allow she her time to serve The time’s now for her, in time she’ll mature And maybe we can be WE again, like we were Finally, my time’s too short to share And I ask her now? It aint fair So, yeah, she lost one