Blame

I can hear you ask why, And I say because of you. I know you can't hear me, But I wish you could know what's true. I lie here because, My heart is broken and bruised. Because all of my life, I had only just been played and used. Now I feel your tears, Fall upon my skin. Even though you hurt me, Time and time again. Stressful as it was, The depression just grew strong. I could take it no more, So, there, now I'm gone. I got tired of your lies, Got tired of the pain. So when you ask why, It was you who is to blame.