Sitting here feeling used
And oh so confused
Getting so many different views
Unsure of how to act
Knowing I can never take it back
And its strength that I lack
Almost certain that wouldn't even if I could
Cause it felt just oh so good
Wanting to cover my face with my hood
To hide the tears trying to escape
Playing over and over again like a videotape
Unable to walk away without a scrape
Now explain to me what the fcuk did I just do?
When what how and who?
Trying to figure out whom to run to
Rather should I say run from
Won't even call me his chum
Feeling like I'm some kind of scum
Needing guidance oh so badly
Sitting here writing sadly
Yet in a second I would do it all again gladly
