The girl in your heart and the girl in your bed

I was playing a game i was destined to lose
and the only rule was i wouldn't ask you to choose
between the girl in your heart and the girl in your bed
there are so many things, that i wish you hadn't said

i wish you hadn't pretended to care
or said that you would always be there
or that we could always be friends
you just don't get that you didn't have to pretend

i hate that you wanted to get me drunk, so id let you do what she wouldn't
and i hate that you loved everything i could do, all the things she couldn't
i hate the way you'd look at me, disappointment in your eyes
i hate myself for believing, every one of your lies

you could have just said what you wanted first off
(and admitted all you wanted was a girl to get off)
did you think if you'd said you just wanted a lay,
that i wouldn't even give you the time of day ?

every second i was with you it felt (and was) wrong
but i wouldn't have even been there if I'd known you'd string me along
and now you don't even have the courage, to look me in the face
you mumble to your sneakers, when you tell me you need space

i feel just like those times you'd say you couldn't stay
when you left me behind like a piece of trash, you used up and threw away
you didn't even have the courtesy to say goodbye,
all you love ever was- was a lie and a pick up line