I'm confused, and that's my favorite emotion,
My feeling that I always feel through everything,
Wether it be I'm happy, sad or spitting fire balls,
It doesn't matter, I'm always a little or more confused.
He said I'm his number one again, and forever again,
Everything is always again, and again, I don't get it,
Why would it be again? I should've never got ranked down,
I should've never lost my place in the first place.
Two days straight, he said I make him feel speacial,
That I'm the only one that understands him;
His feelings and what he goes through todays and,
Sometimes tomorrows, but mostly yesterdays.
He sweet talked and sugar coated every word,
That left his mouth, coming directly my way,
Until the night he had a couple of picture requests,
I made sure I sent them though, every last one.
And now, I'm left stranded, and disrespected like the word,
I'm hurt again, and again, and again, how about that,
I hate the fact that you're using me, I hate you,
So just leave me alone, and let me be, again and again.
