Cheap Thrill

I love you dearly
Yet i'm so confused
You say you care
So why do i feel used?

The arms you grasp
Is not of me
But is the flesh
Of my enemy

I'm now not your type
Or so you say
But i know it's the girl
Whipped for cheap lay

My heart is torn
But i respect your choice
For the loose little girl
With no substance or voice

I'm a bit bitter
That is true
But so would you be
If i did this to you

I'm not so sullen
Werent mine from the start
The fact is you lied
That tore me apart

Maybe you didnt
Maybe it was just a fling
But it says different
On my promise ring

You tried to make up
But what's done is done
So go to your girl
And have your fun

So just be thinking
If you "love" her still
Was it worth giving me up
For one cheap thrill?