How did you learn to be so cruel and unkind
Who told you that it would be the more wiser to run and hide?
Who taught you to be so uncaring and insensitive?
You use to seem to love me
...So passionate and intimate
I guess not all things are as they seem.
Who taught you to say that you love me
And act as if you meant it?
All things you had me believe
You did what you do and do as you saw fit.
Who taught you to kiss with an act of tenderness
Then leave me with a hole
Filled with nothing but emptiness?
How could you love me then leave me
With just a careless wave of your hand as you said goodbye
How could you love me then leave me
with only me, myself, and I?
...For that's all that I have left
Except 7 tears yet to be cried.
