Frida

Frida, Frida tried to take my ex-boyfriend

Frida, Frida tried to take my ex-boyfriend

 

I fed you grapes, coffee… cookie, I gave you my seat

You pretended to be interested in me, while waiting for me to leave

 

Were you tortured by the same things I was?

 

Running around looking for love to steal

Frida, could’ve been real, could’ve tried to heal

 

I bent over backwards trying to grasp how I could be his only lady

While it was you he was filming ass naked for his bullshit movie

 

Frida, Frida tried to take my ex-boyfriend

Frida, Frida tried to steal my ex-man

 

You made me jealous, you made me jealous, that’s how I knew I wasn’t in love

Because I would’ve run off with your best friend, if you had one

 

Just to make you jealous too, just to make you jealous too

Everyone’s got to hurt like I do, just like I do

Isn’t that right, Frida?

 

Tyra Jutai