Bitter

Musicians,

They always screw you over in the end,

They tell you that they love you

That they are all sensitivity,

But as you tear away the careful words

That melted your heart when they first gave you a whirl

You find a lonely boy that got fucked over in the past,

A boy that is afraid of being dropped for someone else

So he drops the woman before he gets hooked

All the while pining for the ultimate girl

A Venus who will make him want to change

But here is where the irony lies, are you ready for it?:

The woman that he pines for, the one he thinks is for him

Has a boyfriend that she keeps for safety until the musician gets it,

Until he changes and stops playing with girls, until he grows up and becomes a man,

They are in this standstill because neither will change, they want the other to do

something first,

And I was one of the flies in this boys trap,

I gobbled up his honey words and looked at him with soft eyes

Until the day when I knew it was over, he said it was long before this,

But I could tell when he looked at the other girls and chased

Rather than stay at looking,

So I was dropped now I see for the better

And he is still waiting for the other girl

While I find other loves he only finds lust and vanity

Never will he leave his naivety for what could be true love

Opting instead to live with an image of his ultimate girl

And hurt every woman in finding it without looking hard enough

Do I sound bitter with what I say?

I am, but only bitter that I ever allowed him to apply his ideal to me

Because the girl that he wants is nothing more than a heart breaker like him

And should leave the rest of us alone and they should just stick together in their

blindness, leaving us to find true love like me.