I always thought
You were too good to be true
Lord knows I was right
Looking at all I’ve been through

It was all a dream
But it seemed like reality
I was living in a world
Where you really did love me

I’ve woken up now though
And I see you for what you are
A young, beautiful, sexy
Whore

If I wasn’t made for you
Why did my heart tell me I was?
If I know where I am
Why do I feel so lost?

At times like this
It’s easy to give up on love
But there’ll be no white flag above my heart
Just one more sad poem about love