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Im In His Song


The words slipped out of his mouth like poison,

I knew all along

I could hear it in his v oice, the reason

the reasons for his silly song

he wrote of me

my childhood dreams

he used my heart

he ripped it at all it's seams, 

he knew what he'd done

but he didnt care

he had a new song

so he'd freely tear

tear at everyone one of us

all the girls he led on

everyone that he made miserable

as he would move on

he never stopped lying

he never stopped smiling

he always had a reason to leave

he always knew we'd have our hearts on our sleeve

he'd say that he'd be a shoulder to cry on

but he'd leave us with nothing but a lost love 

and a body to lie on

he wasn't the man he claimed that he was 

he wasn't prince charming 

or even much fun

he wanted it all 

and he wanted it now

he just wanted our bodies

never wanted to know how

know how we thought

or how we dreamed

maybe how we loved

or how we could leave

so now i'm left broken

and left to replace every piece

i'll have my guard up always

to never believe

never believe in him again

he wasn't a man, not even a friend

he made us cry and he made us useless

so now im left here

worth nothing but him

he knew he'd ruin us

so he thinks he can come back

with his quirky smile 

and his deep blue eyes,

he cant have me back

and he knows why

if he thinks im stupid 

well then god knows he's wrong

because now he's in a poem

and im in his song. 

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