You Sell me dreams and tell me sweet little lies.
Pulling me in and pushing me out playing with My heart like it is a toy.
The truth is you will never give me what I need
This is nothing but a game to you.
I am just a toy you love to pick up and put down when something better comes along.
I always wondered if there was a devil incarante but I know that there is.
Because he is sleeping in my bed.