How his "viewing habits" can break your heart

I almost felt you loved me,

I almost felt you cared,

I started to feel comfortable,

Relaxed, no longer scared.

 

I don’t know what I was thinking,

Or why I let you in,

Just to break my heart again,

Cos I’ve seen the things you’ve seen.

 

My heart it went on fire,

Rage rose within my chest,

Then I started crying,

Wondering what’s next.

 

Everything you said you weren’t,

Is everything you are,

You said it doesn’t matter,

Like a knife upon a scar.

 

But you never said you’re sorry,

Or tried to make amends,

You just blamed me for my anger,

 And disappeared again.