Do not say
that you have seen
another way

for us to play.
It has not been
at all okay.

You took away
my old routine,
promised me a better day.

I believed that sick cliche
played chance just like a slot machine,
but of course, to my dismay

my trusting heart you did betray.
I was so green!
And by the way

I've learned from my naivete.
one last thing I guarantee:
(if I were you, I'd stay away)
if we ever meet again, there will be hell to pay!