I hear you.
But don't believe it.
When you say?
You love me.
Because you just speaking words.

You know at what time to use that phase.
Just to try to get your way.
And sometimes I feel truly used.

Cause I know and believe it.
You just speaking words like a child trying to manipulate.

You like a baseball player heading toward strike three.
But somehow, I still let you win.
When you just speaking words to me.