Your Little Game

You use to really love me,
But now I'm just your game.
You still look at me intently,
But you don't see me the same.
You still shower me with kisses,
But you really want one thing.
And when i give you what you want,
I'm just your one-night-fling.
What happened to the old days,
When you meant what you said?
When "I love you" meant you needed me,
Not wanted me in bed.
You use to call me every night,
We'd talk till twelve at least.
Now you only call me up,
When you want to get a piece.
And I'm not too dumb to see it,
I know this thing should end.
Cuz i refuse to be your play toy
And i can't "just be your friend".
So take this chain off my neck,
If you don't love me like before.
Go place it on some other girl,
I'm not your play toy anymore.

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