I said, you said

You said you couldn’t
I said you shouldn’t
then you did
got caught up
torn apart
and left for dead
said you lost your head
said you need to go to bed
I said you shouldn’t
told you I wouldn’t recommend
you said you couldn’t
then you did it once again
and I said baby
you should’ve learned this lesson well
and now it’s over
sending you straight back to hell
you said you shouldn’t
I shot you right back down to earth
I said you shouldn’t
but you never really learned
and now it’s over
you shouldn’t be surprised
that it still hurts

Forgotten call

Don’t call me family
I don’t need the trust
don’t need the trouble
that comes with us
don’t call me ever
not anymore
I don’t need to wind up
back on the floor
don’t need the trouble
don’t want the pain
don’t call me family
I’ve changed my name
moved on from forgotten
from mourning the rain
don’t call me now
not after you forgot
to let me back in
before everything’s lost
you never did call me
or send me a text
when he had died
I knew by pain in the chest

Means more to me

I have my memories
nothing else means much to me
I didn’t hold on to your hand
but I remember well that we
enjoyed each other’s company
never really understood
what the other said
but I have memories
that tell me I knew well
nothing else means much to me
except where I have been
memories of what we have done
before the bitter end

If you loved me

If you loved me
you’d walk away
take another step
stop playing games
never speak a word
forget my name
if you really meant
anything you say
you’d be silent
and far away
leave me alone
and never say a thing
stop playing these games
no more reaching out
didn’t ask to hear from you
nothing left to talk about

Instrument

Let me be selfish
forever and a day
let me believe it
when I say
that I don’t give a damn
I don’t care how you stay
give me what’s mine
and I’ll go away
don’t tell me you don’t owe me
you played me like a fiddle
don’t act like you don’t know me
you got me in the middle
I’ve been trapped here longer
than ever before
trapped underneath your dirty floor
let me be selfish
I pray for the day
that I’ll come over and burn you again
that I won’t bow
or take what’s been given
let me be selfish
ask for what I need
I got wants so you better bleed
never you played me
like a goddamn instrument

Wrong and dirty

I did you wrong and dirty
played the victim very well
abused the aftermath
and made your world a living hell
but it was all to serve a purpose
selfish as it was
I needed to feel something
living life was just no fun
so I created drama
let myself go quite insane
I remember screaming
that you’d rue the day
you took your love away
left me with a broken heart
and all those other lies
as the truth of all this bullshit
is I was doing just fine
I did you wrong and dirty
played the part so naturally
it was all to serve a purpose
to selfishly let free
all the kept up emotions
regarding the life you’d never see

Nothing pretty about

Truth at the end of the line
it hurts real good like it was a lie
like the pain that you’re ready to fight
feels right in front of you tonight
but it hurts with its honesty
like damn he really didn’t love me
like no he didn’t even like me
just did it to say that he could
like he got me in his bed so good
he didn’t love me though he said he did
we weren’t even really friends
then you notice the truth at your door
you find it hard to settle the score
like he didn’t love you but you loved him
he never really thought you were beautiful
truth is he never thought much of you at all
truth at the end of the line hurts
hurts more than it feels worth
but the truth is that it’s beautiful
it might hurt now but it turns to growth
he didn’t love you but that’s okay
you loved him true then he went away
truth hurts when it’s honesty
honestly there’s nothing pretty about pain

Who am I

I don’t see myself reflected in your eyes
just a different fucking girl
a different version you prefer
of the girl I just might be
if interpretations are to be believed
I don’t see myself in the mirror any longer
just a series of women
each one a different genre
something someone wanted to see
a person they wanted me to be
just a warm body to take up a seat
to give them advice on the cheap
and this the meaning of me
what I am lead to believe
the truth only relative
that you see what you want I guess
hear my name and make up a face
pick my home and my birth place
I don’t see myself when I walk outside
every person picks a different kind
it’s like what flavor might I be tonight
because you don’t really care who am I