Like A Fiddle

You told me that I'm sweet. You told me that I'm handsome. You told me any girl would be lucky to have me. My one question to you is, why? Why was it nessecary to lie? Who were you trying to help? were you trying to spare my feelings? were you trying to ease your concience about breaking my heart? Your lies did more bad than good. Did you think that I would be upset that your heart still belongs to him? Let me just say, the truth would have been better. I didn't need your sympathy. I needed the truth. I feel like such an idiot. If I knew then what I know now, I would have never believed a word of it. But then again, I am a hopeless romantic who fell for it three times before. Maybe you didnt want me to know the truth for fear of one less guy paying attention to you. I dont even know anymore, as if I ever did. They say fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me... I let this happen four times and you, seeing how hopelessly in love with you I was, let it happen. You led me on. Even with the best of intentions, you played me like a fiddle. Now I dont know what to do. Do I walk away from our friendship for the sake of your happiness? Do I sit in the mix and choke down tears while I watch the two of you in your bliss? I know it seems like an easy choice, but it isn't. No matter what, everybody loses. Maybe it's all my fault. Maybe I put my heart in the wrong hands from the start. Maybe I shouldn't have even looked in your direction that day we met. But it is too late now. The past is the past and the result is this. The only thing I am sure about is that you were my first love and I don't know if I will ever be emotionally able to have a second. I guess that's the price I have to pay for allowing myself to be played like a fiddle.