Final Curtain Call
Go on—you know you want to.
Hell, I know you're going to.
Keep chiseling away at my heart,
Break it—come on, get it over with.
You were bound to from the start
Don't tell me we'll be 'forever'
Who even said you could say 'we'?
What? Were you trying to be clever?
Did you really think you could say
Those words, "I love you."?
And expect our relationship to see the light of day?
Did you think saying them would keep us together?
Or did you not realize that I equate lies
To mean nothing more than NEVER.
All this fake talk about how I'm the one
Is wearing thin around the edges—
And in the end, when it's all said and done
The lies will come rebound onto you
While I remain scratched but otherwise unscathed
And you'll repent for what you put me through.
So go ahead and do it—
Hack away at my still-beating heart.
In the end it'll be you who blew it,
'Cause you're the one who tore me apart.
But, don't worry. I'll live.
Though, because of people like you
Don't expect me to forgive.
I've learned how to stand tall,
And handle life myself,
But now's my curtain call
And it's time I made it quite plain:
Love is Hell and hurt and pain—
And one helluva twisted game
Plagued by dirty cheats
Who steal a living-heart's beats.
Who pick away at the half-stitched scars
With no regard for whom it hurts,
And without caring whom it mars.
So go on and do what you do best—
Subject my heart to another painful test.
But don't be surprised if,
As the curtain falls,
And as the lights go black—
If you keep picking away at my heart—
Don't be surprised
If you don't get me back.