You have played me You thought you knew me In a very courteous way, you chose to throw me Maybe one day, Amma rip your heart into tiny little pieces You were starting to own it Playing it as hard as soldiers Throwing bombs on my remainings and then throw 'em You keep breaking in, in my home Maybe leaving wasn't that hard for you There was no chains locking my doors You keep struggling, winning, winning and struggling But, please, quit me I ain't your battle field You had the talent You knew how to play it But, doesn't mean I want you, that I need you Just get out of me I tried so hard to stop it But, every time, it backfires on me You kept extracting every piece of me to be yours I didn't have much to say, you didn't have much to lose I was an ocean full of all the colours you refused to stain with I was white, and you were black So, you decided grey doesn't do for you But, am afraid you don't sleep no more Your moma says I can be easily liked