Feeding Me Lies

by Heatha Ashlee   Apr 27, 2005


Said you'd pick me up at seven
I'm sitting by the window all dressed up, waiting
What's up with these promises
You keep breaking

Said you loved me
And never do anything to make me cry
Explained how you'd never cheat
Or even tell me a little lie

Silly me, to believe all that
I was caught up in the cute ways
You'd express the feelings
You went against every day

If you loved me, like you said
How could you play me and not even care?
How can you make plans with me
And not even show up there

I might have been gullable to your so called feelings
But trust me I grew to realize
For this whole time
You've just been feeding me lies!

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