I Just Want…

You kept all my movies
Just like you stole my heart
You kept my CD’s
And all of my art
You’re still wearing my ring
And the watch that I bought
You still have my jacket
And the turtle I caught
I know that these things
Are all prisoners of love
But why would you keep
My studded MJ glove?
You kept all my pictures
Of you in the nude
And you wonder why
I have such a funky attitude
You’re sitting on my couch
Watching my TV
Don’t you realize
These things belong to me?
You took my girlie and comic
Book collection
You kept my surge
And sexual protection
You kept my Play Station
My NBA and Madden
Your hearts full of joy
While mine only saddens
You kept my toasted oats
You kept my milk
You kept my Spiderman draws
And they were made out of silk
You took all the money
Out of our joint bank account
I know thirty one dollars
Is not a large amount
But fifteen was mine
Fifteen fifty to be exact
But you can have it all,
I just want my Baby back!