Con Artist

I was played with. That's all it was to her
A game she could play just for the hell of it
She never really gave a fuck
She used me, toyed with me,
Made me believe she loved me

I was a fool
I believed every little lie she told
Why?
Because I'm deeply, strongly in love with her
And that's what makes me a fool

Five months. Five wonderful months
Five months of sweet kisses and even sweeter lies
Five months of telling me she loved me
Five months of looking right into my eyes,
Lying every time

She was my whole world
I was her galaxy
She was my sky
I was her sun
She was my everything, and I was nothing

She is my con artist
And now I'm no longer hers