Fickle Boy

Look at you.
What mirror are you trying to fool?
You and all your sick games.
Puppy love and pet names.
You should be made
Of cellophane.

Re:
(Oh your a fickle boy!
Love is your favorite toy!
No regard for the
Hearts that you break.
Fickle child!
Got games but lack a style!
Forsaking all the
Love that you gain.
You earn only the name
Of a fickle boy.)

Listen to you.
Screaming words but make no song.
With no actions of your own.
With no conscience, no tone
But the voices that
You heard.

(Re:)

Hey, why don't you take the blame?
Fess up to the lies you play.
Take control of your life, your soul.
Suffer for you yin yang goals.
Oh, how can you sleep at night?
Stop hiding behind cellular phone light.
Text after text, with not enough balls
To make a single phone call.
And your leaving her, breaking her,
Lying to her, lying to yourself.

(Re:)

Your such a fickle boy!
Let heaven and hell resent you!
Let no one but the hearts you broke,
Accept you!
Wake up and grow up,
Put an end to the game.
You, yourself earned the rightful name,
of a fickle boy.