You tell me you still love me.
But I don't see it in your eyes.
You tell me you want to be with me
forever, is it just another one of your lies?
You told me you would never make
me cry but I can never forget the
day you said goodbye.
Sometimes I wonder why I was ever
with you.
When we were together I didn't
see the pain you were putting me
through.
Everyone around me was telling me
you were no good.
How could I have misunderstood?
I guess I was blinded with my eyes
full of lust.
You lost everything including
my trust.
I gave you my whole heart and
you ripped it out and tore it
apart.
I'm trying to put it back together
but it's now some form of art
where there are pieces missing and
it's just not the same as
it used to be.
So if you're asking me to get back
with you, the answer is no
I like being free, and being
with you is something
I can't afford to do.
