Used

Why can't we make, This thing work out. All it would take Is your shout, To go ahead To just move on Can't get you out of my head The love is gone. It's so empty Inside of me You set me free Made me all I could be. But now I feel Like a broken toy I thought it was real I felt so much joy. You're not around And it tears me apart I'm down on the ground Crawling for my own heart What ever happened, To those days... When talking would never end And I knew just what you would say. But now I just don't know what to do When everything I think about Brings me back to you. I can't get you out, Of my head Just wishing you were here Laying in my bed... Or I was there Somewhere with you You can't turn back Though I wish you knew That I want you back But that's not even possible... Because even everything you did I feel irresponsible Like a little kid... But still inside I feel a little used Just left wide open But you had to choose And left me broken For the world to see, I'm not the perfect one But I tried to be, No, I don't act so dramatic, Just to make a scene, You cling like static And I'm not your queen, But it had to go The way it should be Maybe then you'll know And appriciate me Because all I did and could ever do Was care And even love you. But I think you're unaware That I feel a little used Don't tell me I don't understand My body feels abused, Maybe you can be a man And realize, That I care a lot, It shows in my eyes, But maybe I'm not Being realastic I'm not the perfect one, If I was I missed it, Because sometime I'll get over it all I'll stop watching you smile In the hall Stop walking that extra mile, Just to get you to see me, But I feel a little abused, I guess this is what it's like to be Used. Written February 5th, 2002 © on Feb 05 2002 12:26 PM PST   0 • 1