So you pursued, forgot about my trust and lied.
Turned your need upon so many others.
Became defensive when I asked questions or for time.
Turned the tables on my demanding need.
And now you want me but is this just another line?
The truth told eye to eye was too often a lie.
I feel sick to remember my naivety.
Now, I feel affection like a painful scar;
And don't dream of your arms, body or love.
I dream of your happiness and can't find mine.