sconnie girl's blog: "youre notta man..."

im sick of this fucking popularity contest sorry im not pretty enough sorry i dont show enough skin sorry i dont wear a size 0,2,or 4 im sorry i dont spend every waking moment on here and that i dont have 23048 friends and fans yes, im picky about who i add and try to talk to all of them sorry i dont spend the money to buy you stupid bling, i have better things to spend my hard earned money on

How do I get Closer to you When you keep It all on mute How do I know The right way To love you Usually the queens Are figurin out Beating down the man Is no work out But I have no clue How to get Through to you I wanna hit you Just to see If you cry Keep holdin on Hopin there's A real boy inside But you're not a man You're just a mannequin I wish you could feel That my love is real But you're not a man I wish I could just Turn you on But a battery in And make you talk Even pull A string for you To say anything But with you There is no guarantee Only expired warranty A bunch Of broken parts But I can't seem To find your heart I'm such a fool I'm such a fool I'm such a fool Cause this one's Outta my hands I can't put you Back together again Cause you're not a man You're just a Mannequin I wish you could feel That my love is real You're just a, a toy Could you ever be A real, real boy And understand But you're not a man Oh understand That you're not a man