You Didn't Think I'd See You Two In My Bed?
What was going through your mind,
When you did this to me?
Were you even thinking?
That was my bed.
That was my space.
That was my friend.
That was my boyfriend.
That was my life.
And both of you,
Broke my heart completely.
She was my friend,
And you took advantage of that.
Was it some type of revenge?
Some type of plot to see me break?
What did I ever do wrong,
To make you sneak behind my back for so long?
You couldn't just dump me,
But you instead strung me along for six months?
What could I have done,
That was so bad that you'd do this?
What could I have said,
That was so wrong you didn't beat me this time,
That you'd rather cheat on me, in my own bed?
He was my boyfriend,
And weren't you my friend?
Or was it all just a fake built up wall,
To use me to get him?
I did all I could,
To save you from that broken beat down family of yours.
I got you away from that alcoholic dad, and druggie mom.
But you repay me with this?
You know what it was like the first time he cheated,
You knew it was an open sore
But all you did was pour vinegar on that cut.
You said you felt so terrible when he cheated on me with that girl,
Now you've become that girl.
What could I have done to deserve this?
What makes you think that I'd forgive you,
Either of you?
What makes you think that maybe for a second,
I'd be okay with you doing this to me?
I loved you,
The both of you.
I trusted you two together,
And I thought it was fine for those late night study classes.
But all along you were pulling this behind my back.
You blind folded me.
But I took off that blind fold,
And now I see this shit you two were pulling.
Boy, you think that sorry's will help?
You think that flowers will make me happy?
You think that buying me gifts,
Sending me that stupid shit,
Would make me forgive you for this?
Girl, you think that apoligies will break this pain?
You think that phone calls,
And excuses will justify it?
It won't.
Both of you two, are complete idiots.
Immature, cheating, backstabbing idiots.
I'm so over it. I'm not going to dwell in the past,
Over this.
Neither of you two are worth it.
When you did this to me?
Were you even thinking?
That was my bed.
That was my space.
That was my friend.
That was my boyfriend.
That was my life.
And both of you,
Broke my heart completely.
She was my friend,
And you took advantage of that.
Was it some type of revenge?
Some type of plot to see me break?
What did I ever do wrong,
To make you sneak behind my back for so long?
You couldn't just dump me,
But you instead strung me along for six months?
What could I have done,
That was so bad that you'd do this?
What could I have said,
That was so wrong you didn't beat me this time,
That you'd rather cheat on me, in my own bed?
He was my boyfriend,
And weren't you my friend?
Or was it all just a fake built up wall,
To use me to get him?
I did all I could,
To save you from that broken beat down family of yours.
I got you away from that alcoholic dad, and druggie mom.
But you repay me with this?
You know what it was like the first time he cheated,
You knew it was an open sore
But all you did was pour vinegar on that cut.
You said you felt so terrible when he cheated on me with that girl,
Now you've become that girl.
What could I have done to deserve this?
What makes you think that I'd forgive you,
Either of you?
What makes you think that maybe for a second,
I'd be okay with you doing this to me?
I loved you,
The both of you.
I trusted you two together,
And I thought it was fine for those late night study classes.
But all along you were pulling this behind my back.
You blind folded me.
But I took off that blind fold,
And now I see this shit you two were pulling.
Boy, you think that sorry's will help?
You think that flowers will make me happy?
You think that buying me gifts,
Sending me that stupid shit,
Would make me forgive you for this?
Girl, you think that apoligies will break this pain?
You think that phone calls,
And excuses will justify it?
It won't.
Both of you two, are complete idiots.
Immature, cheating, backstabbing idiots.
I'm so over it. I'm not going to dwell in the past,
Over this.
Neither of you two are worth it.