I admit it openly now
That I had never intended to have
You. You were a tool to use
To ease my heart and make life
Bearable for a day, or a week.
I abused you, wrung you out.
You had been a security blanket for me
And you knew it all to well.
(I see it now)
When I finally had the courage
To correct my ill deeds
I tripped on my own words.
There had been method in your madness,
Living with me.
(Loving me)
You caught me in a steel trap
And never let me know.
You made me let you love me
And made me love you back. |