Games.

You say I play games,
but whose the one that left it this way?
Don't tell me I'm playing with your heart,
when it seemed i was barely in yours from the start.
All you ever gave me was a small part,
in which later you took back to give to her.
So don't make it seem like what you did was ok,
yet when i act this way the whole world is going to fall apart.
Though I must say you make me this way,
you say you want me,
but don't do a thing to prove it.
And how ironic does it seem,
you want me after I've moved on...Could it be you don't want me, your just scared of me not being there?
But you don't get it,
I'll always be there,
I'm just not sure my heart can take the way you want me there.