by Daniel Medina

Created on: June 03, 2008   Last Updated: December 24, 2010

You used to be my heart
We could never be torn apart
You used to be my love
You brought peace to my life like a dove

But you broke me
You tortured me
You made me believe your stupid lies
You made me see innocence in your eyes
When all it was was your disguise

Now I look at you in disgust
How could I ever have given you my trust
You said you cared
That you'd always be there

Figures that's what I'd hear

Typical things I'd expect a guy to say
I'd almost swear that females try to be the guys these days
You say that we're the main cause of your pain
Yet so many have to have more than one guy, all the same

You said you were different from the rest
But you were just alike, deceitful and grotesque
The only difference is you were a better actress
So I had to let you go like an old mattress

Be gone, get out of here
I told you love doesn't exist here
Why keep trying to make me your guy
When I think of you as fake, only capable of speaking lies
Just stop trying, the road went as far as it could for you and I
you're no longer what I desire, when i see you my mouth goes dry

I feel as though I'd cry
When really, I'm about to throw up what's inside
You make me sick, every molecule of your body
Your scent is like torture to me, honestly,

Stop trying to look pretty standing over there
Like I'm going to come back to you, I told you love doesn't exist here
You'll find no compassion in my thoughts
Just pity for you and the new title you've brought
Upon yourself, but that title I wont name
Why waste my time on you? If so many females are the same
For all that I'll just find another who'll be exactly the same
Maybe this one will have brains

At least a different face
Something easy to replace
Maybe a better actress
If not that, at the very least a different address

But I hope she doesn't look for love, that I do fear
Because then I'd just tell her love doesn't exist here

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