How do I explain all my thoughts from the piece of paper when all I'm thinking about is you.
I've got this feeling deep down saying you're playing me when you're not around.
You never call like you used to things have changed since I got with you.
Its not fair for me to sit here and feel like I can't breathe because there's no air ,caused by you because you don't care.
I found out now that you're playing with my heart, playing games from the start.
I just wish things could go back to the way they were before, when me and you loved eachother more,but I don't know how much more I can handle.
You broke apart me and every single angle you can and believe me I'm no fan of the hurt that brought.
I'm tired of the tears I shed before I go to bed,fed up with the lies that you feed me thinking that I can't see.
So I guess this is it of you and me because I'm done and I'm doing this for me.
