It Wasn't Me, It Was You

Well firsthandedly, I now know what is' like to be used by a guy. I met this AMAZINg guy this past weekend that I thought would be a nice guy, nope, he just wanted to makeout so WHATEVER, but i didnt write something. . . & as usual, I'm spillin my heart out so. . . here it goes :) There are some things I'll never tell you, Like how I believe dreams do come true. I wouldn't even dare. This time you're just a lesson simplelearned, an ugly, old regret that should never have occured. At first you said "I'm the nice guy" Just like the others, that was a lie. You'll use me once, you'll use me again Love isn't something you should pretend. . . And when I pick up my phone, I see your name but I leave it alone I don't wanna hear the excuses I don't wanna try, it's just plain useless. . . To waste time, on a guy A guy who made you feel so good & alive inside. . .for some time, pullin you in, feeding you with lies . . but it all was for fun, like a roller coaster ride . . we went up, then came down . . And just like that, you left my side. There are some things I'll never show you, like the soul-bearing poems written in my room, you'd probably start to laugh. This time you're just a simple mistake, the risky choice, the lying fake You poked my heart but it didnt break . . . And when you read this in time shake your head, will I cross your mind? that depends on how this story ends . . i'll close this with one line or two it wasn't me, it was you.