I = Infatuation

I couldn't really understand
why all you wanted was to be my friend
When your kiss meant pure desire
Oh boy, you were a great liar

I've never lied from the start
I poured my feelings from the heart
You said you felt the same way too
Now you tell me it's not working out for you?

You tell me that I deserve better
That maybe we weren't right for each other
These lame excuses I've heard twice
Yet you're difficult to despise

I guess I was mainly infatuation
And your actions were a crime of passion
How I fell into your trap of deception
Is but another unthinkable question.