Easy...
That's a good word.
Easy.
It perfectly describes
You
Me
Our relationship.
Easy
Effortless.

It was so effortless,
Me falling in love with you.
With your blonde hair
With a greenish-tint from being dyed a few times.
Your grey-blue eyes
And how your lips curved words like
"Broken"
"Fat"
and "Freak"
About yourself.

It was so easy to tell you I loved you.
I had known you for two years.
You said you felt the same.
The words just slipped from your lips,
Like a careless whisper spoken from a husband to a mistress.
You ******* *****.

How easy was it - was I?
How?
You said those three magic words
And I was yours.
You could do with me as you pleased and I'd never complain.
Easy...
I was easily manipulated, wasn't I?
So eager to believe you felt the same.

Our relationship was effortless and I don't think that's a good thing anymore.
Was it easy ignoring me once I was out of sight.
Out of sight
Out of mind
Out of love.

Your ex ******* girlfriend asked me if you were okay.
She was so worried so she decided to text me.
The truth spilled from both our lips once we realised
We were both the Other Woman.
No one truly had your heart,
But now we both didn't want it.
We wanted nothing to do with you.

I don't know what she's doing now.
I don't know what you're doing now.
All I know there is a growing list of people that want to kick your ***
For what you did.
But you don't care.
Not caring about me is the easiest thing of all for you.
So go **** yourself.
I don't care what you're doing.
I don't care who you're with.
You made your bed and one day,
Karma's gonna catch up to you.
Karma is only a ***** if you are.