Disgruntled, deranged, you scream, insane. What is this game that you are playing? 

You cry, I stare, you fry your hair, go to the party, I don't care.

Siting at home, I wait alone. No calls or text, thinking what you're doing breaks my bones.

You say you're fine. That you are mine, anything I want you'll do on a dime.

But when I ask, you make that look. So now I wonder, what's a promise? They ****.

And they ask me why good guys say bye, and walk away when you turn their warm hearts grey.

So go, have fun. I just wanted one, one day for us to be just us.

But now you're there with ones you don't know. When you do return I'll have to go.... Forever