Love the Label, but not the job.
Hate the player, but not the game.
Halfway there...Already given up.
It's useless to try,
I'll keep waiting though.
My hope has died, but not my will.
I love you enough, just to only stay still.
You left me alone, No new dings from my phone.
Like a brick wall you stood, but only for me.
It's a choice to treat different;
It's a choice to be the same.
Your name will never depart,
Or disappear from my heart.
Your words like daggers, unwelcome in my home.
Now I stagger, running away injured alone.
I call you a friend, but you're only half.
I wish it would end, and you'd only laugh.
Hate the players, not the game.
Let them walk over you,
You'll never be the same.
