wicked games
play your game
you're playing with fire
my level of existence
undeniably much higher
you love
you lose
a part of me
inside you
similarly so
what you will never ever
know
i will forget you rather quick
get on with the flow
you live
you learn
this time
it's my turn
no longer you're my weakness
never again will i yearn
i'd rather be alone
than be played
for a fool
i'm putting myself first
never again someone's tool
since you can't understand
my complex thinking
my diligent ways
the depth of my being
i really should thank you
for doing this to me
you've turned me cold
the next man
he will grieve
no need to accept
the thanks i send
i'm keeping it to myself
a silent revenge