You fucking used me,
Played my heart like some type of instrument,
Only to throw it out when you broke it beyond repair.
God, I was some damn charity case.
I was just so desperate for love that I kept crawling back to you.
But now I've grown up.
I've let go of that Desperation and went the fuck on in life.
Now you're the desperate one
And when you come crawling back, I sure as hell won't be there.
