Under a false pretense of love I let you take what wasn’t yours and pretended to enjoy it.

I fall a little bit as I look into your eyes,
But as I walk away I start to rise again,
Because I know you aren't worth me.

Roses may be red,
And Violets blue,
But despite the fact that I'm addicted,
I'll never admit to loving you.

You know, I always think I've hit the bottom, only to realize that when I look back a few monthes from now, they are fond memories compared to how low things have become.