La la la ... not sure x]

Holding me close, whispering words,
Playing with my heart and soul.
Making me the center-piece in your twisted games.

You took my hand, but stole my heart,
filling the blanks with your pointless lies.
Why am I letting myself get into this ?

Killing me slowly, bit by bit,
I don't hold it against you.
Just cos I'm not fighting back doesn't mean I love you.

If I let you keep this up, you'll think yourself superior,
We can't have that now, can we?
I'm going to take the control into my own hands.

I consider the knife, maybe the bullet,
Blade on my wrist, finger on trigger, pull it.
Why should I waste my life cos of you?

Thinking thoughts or disastrous beauty
Your blood shed on my bathroom floor
nothing in this world would ever give me greater pleasure.

You lost the game, you just don't know it yet.
Your number was up long ago.
But I, I'm stronger than you. I make better choices.

Here I stand, strong as ever.
You can't break me.
Doesn't mean you won't stop trying though.