You belong to her,
But it’s obvious that you
Love me and not her.
I don’t want to be “that girl,”
But every time I try to end it,
You say you’re going to leave
Her. And every time,
I end up hurt and alone.
She has you wrapped around
Her pinky finger and we both
Know you can’t get free.
You’re tangled in her web if falsities.
She doesn’t love you at all.
She just needs arm candy.
She will cheat on you the first chance
She gets. So we’ll just keep stealing
These precious moments together,
In the dead of night and whisper
Empty promises and sweet nothings.