Its funny how I continue to let you play me, isn't it? Letting you get exactly what you want. A girlfriend, plus a girl on the side.
I hate you.
[No I don't.]
I need to. I'm the girl on the side, I'm the one being used, yet no matter how many times you shatter my heart, I just continue to pick up the pieces and follow you.
But I'm losing some of the pieces along the way.. My heart is slowly disappearing; it hurts.
And these scars on my wrist, they are only my reminders of all the times I just wasn't strong enough.
Don't worry about that though.
[I have no intentions of dieing just yet.]
Not until I have the sweet satisfaction of your lips on mine. Just one kiss.
[I bet my heart would stop.]
Back and forth; from me to her. Its like a sick little game to you, isn't it? Do you even care that your killing me?
[Of course not.]
All you care about is your own happiness. And while your kissing her, are you thinking about me?
[I doubt it.]
I'm just your toy. Something to play with. Sorry to tell you; toys don't last forever. what happens when i break? I bet you'll just throw me away.
I've had my heart broken before, so why is this any different?
[I thought you were different.]
I was wrong. Your worse. You tear me to pieces everyday, yet I can still smile whenever your around. Why do I hate you?
