When you left, I felt nothing.
The only thing I felt was pain. The pain of you gone,
the pain of realization that you aren’t coming back.
You left with rage, and maybe a little bit of confusion.
You were fed up, fed up of my love,
fed up of me trying so hard to impress you.
Maybe I shouldn’t have tried so hard.
Maybe I should have listened to everyone else,
they told me you were bad,
they told me that you’d wreck me.
I didn’t listen to them because I was so madly in love with you,
that I didn’t realize I was another one of your dolls,
You used me like people use air,
You only noticed her. And now,
I’m lying here, wondering why I got hurt.
But all along, the reason was because
You made me feel so special, and then you broke me down,
You used me like you had with every other girl you’ve had.
At that time I thought I had lost out big time,
but in actual fact, it was you that had.
You made me feel so useless, you gave me panic attacks, you gave me disaster,
but all along I had mistaken all of that for love.
You told me you loved me, but did you really?
You hurt me, once loved never loved again.
So I guess I can be loved again,
but loved by myself this time.
I thought you were the cure,