Broken Promise

It starts with a promise of friendship:

A promise that this will last

Directly followed by a disappearing act.

An act of trust, a leap of faith,

Only to have it thrown back into my face.

I am tired of these bullshit lies

Of being a convenient whore

Until they find someone else

Because with me they’re bored.

Well, Fuck You.

Not anymore.

I am tired of this fucking game.

As for me,

I’m gonna retreat

I’m gonna cut my losses and run.

And as for you,

I hope you’re satisfied with my pain,

Because you’ll never see my face again.