15 minutes with you And I want to slit my wrists I can't believe we used to kiss I can't believe I used to put up with, all of your bullshit I remember when I was all up in that ass Religiously like a Sunday Mass That's what she'd say when we'd get into The sheets are dirty and so were you There was a time when I'd think of you And the feelin' was good and the feelin' was true But now-a-days I got a one track mind When I see your face I wanna grab a knife 15 minutes with you And you still kee runnin' your mouth, I can't believe we once went out I believe I used to listen to you scream and bitch and shout! I remember when I was all up in that ass Religiously like a Sunday Mass That's what she'd say when we'd get into The sheets are dirty and so were you There was a time when I'd think of you And the feelin' was good and the feelin' was true But now-a-days I got a one track mind When I see your face I wanna grab a knife