If she meant nothing, then why are you with her right now?
Were all the words told from your mouth just lies engraved in a loop to every girl you ever loved?
I thought you meant it until the truth started sneaking out slowly after a glass or two.
If she meant nothing, then why did you choose her over me?
Were all the memories made up in my head in the end?
I’m trying hard not to be mad because, in the end, you played me better than anyone ever will.

If I was lost, would you be there to help me find my way?
Some days will be tough,
There are days that you'll need a second to breathe.
If I finished early would you give me other things to do?
Some times will be louder than can imagine,
Take a second to help the class get back to a softer tone.
If I was falling behind, would you stay longer to help me catch up?
Some students won't want to learn,
Put on your thinking cap and try to take the stress away.
If I didn't believe in myself, would you teach me how?

I used to be afraid of the unknown,
Never knowing who will leave at the first sign of darkness.
Scared, the man I set my heart on would slowly have enough.
I used to be afraid of hurting those close to me,
Now I let them in at the times when it's the most important.
I'm not afraid of the future,
only shutting those who I love.

He used his words as chains to hold her tight,
She believed everything, even when the truth showed itself.
Her love kept her in place after everything else disappeared.

A son of a cheater,
I saw them all get played.
He used the same moves on the poor women entering his life.
First, gain their trust, then play mind games that way; he’s never in the wrong.
Second, give them what they want, then slowly take it away without noticing.
Third, degrade them but not enough that they will leave on their own,
Enough that they will stay begging for more.
A son of a cheater,
Learn how to cause pain like a hurricane.

Wishing isn't the hard part,
Trying to believe this lousy day will only last a day.
It's easier to fall into old habits than fighting a war that's been going on for years.
I shut it out, but it's hard not to think that this is the start of the never-ending cycle of sadness that I fought so hard to get rid of.

I wish I could write without him on my mind.
Before he controlled my memories and made me forget my weaknesses.
I wish I could write without having to think,
How it used to be before I was in love,
Before I let him get inside my walls.
I wish I could write my sadness Away without having to stop.