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Never Thinking I'd Get Played
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April 2013 By not having guts i missed the way,
and ended up hurting myself today,
try to kill it all, memories and several things,
but i can't forget one single thing,
what have i become? no more jokes on my shirt,
i'd give you all i have but you deserve more then dirt,
it's why we didn't work then and won't now,
gotta find the stomach to say goodbye somehow,
she was right, she is still my drug,
and i am still in withdrawl, still bugged
by the actions and decisions we once made,
i handed you my controller never thinking i'd get played,
what have i become? am i judged by those around me?
or by the few who dug through dirt and found me?
you could have it all without ever asking me,
but i can't trust us again after passing me.
