I'm tired, We're through

Everything you've ever done,
Do you really think you've won?

You think you've pulled off the perfect lie,
But honey it's my turn to make you cry.

I can see through your acts of deceit,
You really thought I'd let you cheat?

I don't think I can anymore,
Loving you has become a chore.

The most I cry the more I see,
What a fool you've make of me.

At least I am not a w h o r e,
Like that girl that you left me for.

You came crawling back to me,
Told me there could be a "we"

I was naive and took you back,
You probably just wanted me in the sack.

I'm done being nice, I'm done forgiving,
I'm sick of this lie that we've been living.

So sweetie I'm sorry you're just not for me,
But buck up baby, there are plenty more fish in the sea.

But girls don't like cheaters, or liars at that,
So clean up that act, you stupid dumb a s s brat.