The Fight

I have no love left; I am all spent Between the days waiting for you to come home And the black eye you give when you do I had enough! Now, you're telling me you're having A baby with another And you are going to raise it with its mama What about yr kids that you ignore? The ones you had with me The ones whom call you Daddy... So, you're abandoning us Don't say you're sorry because you aren't I worked my hands raw To provide you with a home Where's the money you earned? Nowhere 'Cause you never worked a day in yr life Sponging off me for every cent Drinking it up Leaving yr kids without shoes or food Just leave, and don't turn around To ask me to forgive you I'll never do that with my dying breath