A willing volunteer
It was out of my hands
Not my choice
No regrets.
Should have seen the signs
Went in blind
Naive to think I could trust you
My style never changed
You lured me in
For your own hidden agenda
Massaged my ego
I kept my options open
You found out
You took it personally
You took it the wrong way
I broke your trust
You sought revenge
I read the signs
You tried to trick me
You turned the tables
Hindered my growth
Made me a scapegoat
Damaged my reputation
Stitched me up
Left me out on a limb
You acted on impulse
You spoke too soon
You showed your cards
I held the aces
I made sacrifices to meet the target
I made mistakes
I left myself exposed
You thought you were clever
I knew your next move
You couldn't predict what was coming next.
You never chose me
I was rejected
Not valued
Not appreciated
Shame on you and your accomplice
Exposed for what you are
A pair of bullies
No turning back
I've had enough
I'm going
Going
Gone!
You grin
I saw through it
I'm no clown
I'm just a fool for exposing my weaknesses to a pair of manipulative *******!
My character traits twisted to bolster your own selfish positions.
Surpression is the lowest form of greed threatened by my presence.
I'm no longer your target but now direct competitor.
Watch your backs
I'm on a mission to crush your egos to mush you pair of ******!
I will Expose you for the clowns you've become.
Blowing smoke up each other's arses does nothing to build up the team.
A dog will always bite if provoked.

The Benchwarmer with peeled eyes and a chip on his shoulder
Was all ears but under the weather

The Pick of the Litter told him to hold his horses and that he could not pass go to collect two hundred dollars

Bob his Uncle was down in the dumps that day
And ***** his Aunt's eyes were bigger than her stomach
But she had a punchline so funny it would rock your socks off then proceed to knock them off  even though they fit like a glove

But somewhere in the crowd there we're various whisperers and a soothsayer who knew The Benchwarmer would win it big single-handedly that day

And they all shouted from the stands

"You got a good head on your shoulders, you little pain in the ***!"

You
With the underdog smile
And the quirky attitude
I took a shining to you

You've been beaten
You've been bruised
And I took a shining to you
We were two underdogs
A team

But you
You can't reciprocate
You can't see past your affliction
You dig until the ground falls from beneath you
And I can't fill in the holes
Not fast enough

No matter what I do
It doesn't mean a thing to you
And you don't see the way it eats at me
You can't see that I'm defeated
Because you're far too busy
Digging your holes
Gotta have all eyes on you

Because everything is you
You want them all to know your name
You want to be their sun
And you beg
And you lie
And you cheat
Dig your holes
Bury your knives

You bury your knives in me
And I've had enough

I'm done

Moments like this aren't hard to find.
Wooden floors beneath my feet,
Screaming fans glued to the seat,

Everyone looks at me with a grin.
Pay it no mind for they will see.
First three minutes I'll score ten.

I hear the voices in the crowd.
Just keeping playing with out a word.
The court is the sky, I am the bird.

The game approaches the end.
They surround me by four.
So I shoot one more.