He walked away with my beating heart
as if promises were meant to be broken
he kissed my lips, just to depart
and took my heart as a token

he let his fingers run through her hair
and let his breath graze her skin
into her eyes he had stared
begging her to let him in

i found her bra on his bedroom floor
he could have sworn it was mine
one excuse, three, ten more
and he expects me to act like it's fine?

He had the nerve to call me last night
i answered with three words "set me free"