You led me on
Made me think that I was safe.
You told me you'd never hurt me,
But you lied
You spun your tale to give me "comfort"
While you were sharpening the knife
You'd use to stab me in the back.
The thing that hurts the most,
Is that I knew your words were empty promises
Yet I couldn't stop myself from wanting to believe you
I hadn't realized that I had fallen aimlessly for your fairy tales because I couldn't stand facing reality.
