the little things I did for you
to show how much I cared
must've gone unnoticed
i guess
I suppose
maybe you were scared
I never asked you
to do the little things you did
you must have had ulterior motives
was it to feel like you had power over me?
to control a narrative
that you've handwritten
I'm not playing the victim
when I say I feel used
how can you tell me you still love him
and expect me to be fine
to not be disappointed
we spoke for hours
we spoke for weeks
I'm entitled to feel used
when it was you
and your sad little song
that shattered our frame
