Last In Line

Always making you my priority
Yet you can't do the same for me
Self centered and cold you are
Why did it take me so long to see?

When was the last time you asked
What was happening in my life?
Why do you always insist
On dragging me into strife?

I always put you first
Yet I'm never in your thoughts
How could I possibly love you
After all the pain you've brought.

No longer will I wish
That you could be mine
Because I have to admit
Boy, I wont be last in line.