It was not those drinks you drank

That made you say those things to me

No, I know they were all virgin

Just like I was until you got a hold of me

Now I’m cheapened and thrown away

Was I just one of your toys?

Something that you could do without

So you threw me down

When those words left my mouth

It was the ripchord you cut from my chute

That I pulled on desperately to no use

So I fell into the bad habits like I always do

Now I’m the one drinking too much

And fucking everything up

Talking to the girls on the bar stools

It’s just that I get lonely in my bed at night

I don’t need sex just a body to hold tight

A merciful girl takes me by the hand

Leads me to her apartment

And we both become storytellers

It seems that her heart’s been broken more than mine

If I was to cut her open I know what I would find

A row of scars over the whole of her heart

At the end of the story I knew what I had to do

I talked to my heart and said “I’m no longer devoted to you”

She’s the one that needs all the love I got

I hope that I can remember

That I’m not the only one that exists