🥀𓆩✦ 𝖂𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝕸𝖔𝖛𝖊 ✦𓆪🥀

Yeah… You made a move. I saw it. Moving pieces like you own the board, Changing every rule the second you don’t score. Ask one question, watch the whole thing tilt, Suddenly you’re bleeding ’cause somebody called your shit. You want a smile? I don’t fake those. Want a secret? I don’t save those. If I’ve got something to say, I’ll put it dead in your face. I won’t whisper. I won’t hide. I won’t dress the truth up Just to keep your pride alive. WRONG MOVE! Honey, wrong move! You thought you knew the rules, But I don’t play this game like you. Your insecurity is showing, Look at you. Dead in my eyes, I see it— Looking right back at you. You grab the board the second you feel cornered, Try to shove my piece when yours is already surrounded. King talking tough from behind that shield, But pressure always shows what a player really feels. Get mad. Go ahead. Throw your little fit. You’ll get over it Just as fast as you got hit. I’m not talking behind you. I’m talking to you. I’m not looking behind you— I’m looking in front! If the truth makes you uncomfortable, That’s on you. I won’t smile And talk shit behind your back. I’ll say it to your face. You can deal with that. WRONG MOVE! Honey, wrong move! You thought you knew the rules, But I don’t play this game like you. Your insecurity is showing, Look at you. Dead in my eyes, I see it— Looking right back at you. You can be pissed. You can be mad. You can call me anything you want. But I’m not changing What I said Just to make you comfortable. You wanted control. You wanted the board. You wanted every piece Exactly where you put it. Then you forgot one thing— I make my own fucking move. Wrong. Move. WRONG MOVE! Honey, wrong move! Don’t blame me for the game you chose. Don’t blame me when I speak the truth. Your insecurity is showing, Look at you. Dead in my eyes— Yeah, I see it. And it’s looking right back at you. You can kiss my ass. I’m still gonna tell you the truth.