tired of running, tired of chasing.
love is a game thats always debating.
love starts sweet then ends with an after taste,
to me, love is nothing more than a waste.
flirting, dating, hurting then waiting.
you hurt me and thats all im stating.
yea i may have deserved it with a little sting,
but u dropped down the whole damn thing.
just a stand in or kill of time,
worried of your heart and never mine.
some past memories haunt me forever more
but the pain you cause was more than i can endour.
creating your idea of the perfect partner,
my life is the book, and you were the author.
giving up on hope and everything i can,
in my eyes you "were" the perfect man.
making up your mind was the hardest part,
i should have know u was gonna hurt me in the start.
i still love you and thats the truth,
always waiting in your "spares" booth.
no more waiting this i vowed,
maybe the pain will fade some how.
im sorry i hurt you and sorry i lied,
but why should i care when you never tried.
friends forever shall we remain,
but to me this relationship was not a game.
im truthfully happy believe it or not,
im just happy with the friends ive got.
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