You
you used me
you manipulated me
blinded by what i thought was love
i didn't see all the things you couldn't ever be
i saw what i wanted
and now all the things we ever done
all the things that used too seem fun
only haunt me
it's like i set up my own death penalty
you got what you wanted and left me that's just reality
why is reality so cruel
and why is that you have the ability
to make me feel so small
i gave you way too much
i gave you my all
only to now be held hostage by our explicit memories
that i wish were just mere fantasies
ones that just had never became real
because now im here
and your there with her
she's getting everything i always hoped for
and i can't help but too feel rage
because while i thought we was on the same page
you was reading a whole different book
and what's sad
is part of me still wants you
which only makes me hate you more
you chose that whore over me
why am i so angry
because im suppose too be the one that's happy
her place
well that suppose to be me
you left me this way
i wish i could go back too not knowing your existence everyday
but i can't..