Jump around like old Timmy boy..
That's me, and I'm your toy.
You pitch it into the air
You don't really want it.
Honey you just playing throw
I'm I the ball in your court?

A want not a need
Smiles when they in your face...
Honey you just decreasing the pace
Then why did we even speak?

It comes rolling back
Don't let it hit you hard
With its warmth and hurtful feelings!
Don't let it tear you apart...
The tears
Are rolling down
The pride isn't playing hide
Its happening
The ball is coming back!

. So?
You caught it?
Why did you do that?
Ohh honey you just using it, lets call it a hobby!
A hobby? Wow!
Honey you just full of obvious surprises, huh?!?

It was just a bouncy ball to you..
And, to me, it was just my heart falling for you!