Possession Of Perfection

I'm an object in your possession
So save your sweet confession
No need for an explanation
It will only make a bigger complication
I've been used before you
Others who also said they were true
I need those delicious lies
I've always had perfection in my eyes
So without your fairytale song
By now, you'd be long gone
Guys like you always possess me
They'll always what I need them to be
And if they want me, they take my heart
And every time I find out they weren't true from the starts
So, sweetie, save your pitiful lies
So you don't destroy the perfection in my eyes