• you use me
    you hurt me
    and say it's okay
    but i no it'll never be that way

    Cause when the sun becomes dark and fades away
    my tears hit the ground and are here to stay

    What am I?
    a game to you?
    a little stress ball you can use?

    I'm done with this, done with believing.
    tired of you always leaving.

    I'm just a little toy
    you use to annoy
    and substitute for her.
    and now because of you my broken heart needs a cure.

    And you'll never see
    how much you've hurt me
    because I'm so good at hiding it

    and when you look in my eyes
    you won't think i despise
    because i look too innocent to be
    anything but happy little old me.