You'Re A Pig.
You once told me, you care.
To show it, you did not dare.
When things went wrong, I stuck around.
When I screwed up, you knocked me down.
When you saw me hurt,
all you did was flirt!
Not with me,
but with Lucy.
She was special too,
whatever special means to you.
You make yourself out to be real.
I figured you out, once I forgot how to feel.
I thought you were different, like a non-praising hymn.
Now people constantly ask, 'What did you see in him? ! '
I always find myself with empty replies.
No words, not even ...