March - Before

Do you really enjoy
Playing this game,
Where the boy stabs the girl
And then laughs at the pain?

Is it really so funny
To give me much hope,
So when I rise up
You tear down my rope?

I thought you were different,
Didn't think you were like that.
Maybe I didn't see it
How you play this sad game,
And I don't know how I missed it
Having seen all your plays.

I regret falling for you,
It never hurt me so much.
Yet the pain isn't there
And I still ask for more,
Hoping that one day
You'll fix up this hole.

Your mother was right,
You are quite a sight.
When the time comes
You treat me like scum,
All I did was defend you,
I defended you from a friend.
And the way you repay me
Is putting us to the end.

It isn't your fault.
Though maybe it is.
I don't know what's happening,
Never thought it'd be you.
The one who made me smile
When all I could see
Were ways to just flee,
Was the one who hurt me
Like I've never hurt before.
The one who broke my heart
And left me broken on the floor.

What I feel for you is strong,
Never loved someone so much.
When I close my eyes,
All I see is you.
And when I open them again,
I see red all around.
I wonder what happened,
Then I think back, breakdown.

My heart is in pieces,
Don't know how I'll live.
This is all your fault,
The boy that I love.
You laughed when I told you,
That maybe you're a player.
But now I see clearly,
The game is your way.