Playing With My Heart...

is keeping honest that hard for you, boy?
love isn't a game,
it's not something for you to mess around with.
to love, you have to keep loyal. be faithful.

to my face, you take the role of a heart-broken, innocent angel who wants his previous lover back, in this case, me.
behind my back, you're a devil who's just up for games, collecting a jar of foolish hearts.
you hooked up with her, another innocent, naive heart just looking for her soulmate...

to her face, i bet, you take on the role of, yet again, a heart-broken, innocent angel who just wants to find his soulmate as well...
but she doesn't know what you did behind her...

i'm glad i woke up, and realized...
you lied to me once...
you could lie to me again.
i'm writing this poem today,
to remind you, probably for the hundredth time...

girls aren't dolls...
if you want a doll, go buy a Barbie.
we have true feelings.
we let you borrow our feelings.... our love... our trust...
basically our hearts...
don't mess with us...
we fall easily, break easily, recover fast,
and get our revenge even faster...

let this be another warning, yes?
it's time to wake up.