No no darling
You're not the reason I'm crying
No no, don't feel so important.

I want to puke,
The little I had left inside
I rushed on to pour them into you.
Now, I see why wise men say, only fools rush in
But oh well, I've always proved myself as a fool.

I feel like a piece of trash,
For I was stupid on trusting in someone again.
I feel like a joke to you
When it's usually the other way around
Tables were turned, just your way, not mine.