I'm being used.
Being used by you.
I feel abused.
Like that's all you can do.
You pull me in.
With your kind eyes.
Then your words grow thin.
And I see your lies.
You lie to my face.
It's not a joke anymore.
I try to show grace.
But what am I fighting for?
You share your heart.
And I begin to care.
Only to be ripped apart.
My heart left bare.
I'm getting so tired.
Of the same old fight.
I end up wired.
Every single night.
Your aren't even real.
I can't trust you.
You can't even feel.
What could I do?