He's a mystery, someone I never thought I'll want to be with.
He's a different person, depending on when you see him.
He makes you feel like a princess, his one and only.
That's sadly before you see how he treats his other cuties.
And then you'll realize,
you were merely just another one he's playing with.
I'll say indecisive, that is him.
He cares, he knows, and he leans.
But god knows how many others he goes to
He's a mystery, one that I'm too tired to free.
His games makes you feel hot and cold,
makes you regret and ache.
then he leaves you wondering why even,
when you are nothing to him.
I don't have all day to play,
I don't have all day to spend.
I don't have all day to go crazy.
So stop.
Stop infesting my mind, stop burning my soul.
Just go if you never wanted me, not even a little wee
I'll cry, I'll wail, I'll ache
But all that's better than getting torn unknowingly
