HURT NO MORE

I'm tired, i don't wanna be "Hurt No More"
My heart is broken and it is so sore
I am rich with talent, but with a love life I am so poor
I am damaged goods, but I didn't come from no store
I come from a long line of strong, black woman
Who was suduced by the wrong black men
They were irresponsible, and childish, grown black men
U would think as times have changed, there would be a break in the generational curse
but it seems the times have changed, but man has reversed
It's a different man with the same game to be rehearsed
thats why I am done with love, because I refused to be hurt
By guys who think they are a "Casanova" like "Levert"
With any girl they see, and meet, they flirt
​​​​​​Man, to any dirty birds, they will perch
I don't want to be "hurt" again, so for love i will not search