Game Over

You played me like an amateur,

used me like a cigarette.

Your lust was so triangular,

leaving my heart in debt.

Nothing but a serial cheater

wrapped in a loving smile.

A soul sucking heart eater

turning victims hostile.

 I was just so replaceable

I’m coming home to you

You’re just so incapable -

It’s all these things you do

Your love is unattainable.

Eight years came and pasted.

You’re over me and under another.

You’re game has sure surpassed

the broken hearts you left in wonder.

You’ve messed it all up!

I shouldn’t take it personal.

But you were a great fuck.

It’s just your business as usual.

You stabbed me like a murderer,

used me like an astray.

Then left in the night like a burglar,

 but only taking your own words away.

Bad news: It’s game over

You’re lies made me sober.