BEWARE OF THE WRITERS

you said you wouldn't leave

but you fucking did

you said you'd stick with me

then you disappeared

and now i sit at home

drunk and all alone

i know you won't call

but i'm waiting by the phone

'cause when i said forever i meant it

i guess to you it doesn't mean the same thing

your forever's just temporary

and unfortunately i was unwary

i wake up with you on my mind

but it was all a waste of my time

nothing hurts like being discarded

you left me brokenhearted

how do i stop blaming myself?

i'm lovesick and nothing can help

i thought i knew you so well

then you went and put me through hell

remember when you said it was you and me?

and no matter what, it would always be

remember that i made you pinky swear?

well look at us now, you broke your promises

didn't they tell you 'beware of the writers'?

since we met every poem's about you

what can i say? you got me inspired

it's just my luck to fall in love with a liar.