It's like I'm gambling, just not with money but I'm addicted all the same..
I did it again, I let you in, and you bankrupt me…emotionally.
Why? I ask myself, what is it that you get when I am hurt by what you've said?
What possible pleasure could there be?
But there it is.. You enjoy it, that much is obvious to me.
You seem to need to punish me.
To control the parts that make me feel, that make me free.
And here I'm down, drowning, in debt,
You own me now, I just don't know it yet.
Maybe I can come out alive, give you the chance to fold this time.
A chance to change, to be the same, to be the one who doesn't love my pain.
But your smile tells me something else,
It tells of how you love yourself,
Your beauty is convincing and I see what I want to see.
Thinking that this time you'll make the choice that's best for me.
You hold the queen of hearts,
And I wonder if you'll play her,
In reality I agree, that not much else could take her.
You play her, no mercy and you've won but she's broken.
You think that she'll forgive you, after all she's just a token.
But you don't see that she's slipped away, that the love she had for you is at stake.
Dealt to another, in their hand she lays, and thinks of all the mistakes she's made,
This time when the game is played
You'll realize the price you've paid.
And me I got my chance to live.
A life without a heart to give.
Instead I stay, and spin the wheel,
Hoping I'll win a chance to feel.
so here I stand with open hands
and wait to see where your heart lands.
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