I was never good at games,
though I have a great poker face.
And it's hard for me to locate the truth
between my dreams and reality.
Time was always something I wasted,
until I grew impatient,
I've spent my whole life waiting,
but I'm done waiting for you.
You've memorized me inside out,
You know the truth behind my mask,
You play games with my emotions so they will bring you a smile,
Then push me aside when you're no longer amused.
You're always late,
expecting me to wait on you,
But your 15 minutes is up dear,
I'm tired of being looked through.
I overreact over little things,
But I'm done reacting to you,
I don't want to see you smile anymore
I'm quitting this game of fallowing you.
And tears no longer hold meaning
your past the point of feeling sorry for me,
All the tricks up my sleeve are broken
As well as the rest of me.
I'm sorry you lead me on,
and I'm placing the blame on you.
The games we played are no longer a secret
and everyone knows I will lose.
