She uses his emotions,
Plays with them like a toy.
Yet he follows her around,
Like a niave little boy.
He knows the horrific pain,
And all she put him through.
But he keeps crawling back,
As if were all new.
And I sit and watch,
While into the open you stare.
Thinking of her,
Just full of despair.
While right next to you,
Is the lesson you have yet to learn.
The one that really cares,
Is the one you truely yearn.
Plays with them like a toy.
Yet he follows her around,
Like a niave little boy.
He knows the horrific pain,
And all she put him through.
But he keeps crawling back,
As if were all new.
And I sit and watch,
While into the open you stare.
Thinking of her,
Just full of despair.
While right next to you,
Is the lesson you have yet to learn.
The one that really cares,
Is the one you truely yearn.
by me heart
