Heartless

As I lay, looking up at the ceiling while this stranger of a man lying next to me holds me as if he loves me. I feel used but I'm the one looking for love, every night I go out and find a lucky guy who could be my lover for the night. I keep waiting to feel some emotion but I get nothing, it all feels numb. I roll over and tried to cry but my years met with to many tears so I'm all cried out. He stole my heart without warning and just walked out the door with it, now I get loveless nights with strange men. Heartless, it's the novocaine for the heart, the only way this could be broken is if he walked back into my life .