Played Like Strings
Why you gotta lie
Didn't know all this time you were talking to another guy
Thought I was the only one
But you were just playing with me for fun
Made me wanna load up and shoot a gun
But I ain't killing myself over a bitch
It's been awhile since I've slit my wrist
You say you got a boyfriend
Ha I wonder when that's gonna end
Probably soon cause you ain't shit
I guess it depends
Ima laugh if you ask me if we're still friends
Sorry bitch I didn't fuck with girls that lie about having a guy
Don't come crying to me when he breaks your heart
Just like you ripped mine apart
What happened to all the good times and memories we shared
I guess they just disappeared into the air
Wanna talk about your problems I don't care
I know you're missing all the attention that I once gave
I hope it hurts just like how I used to hurt myself with a blade
Because if not you wouldn't be hitting my line
Bitch I'm just fine
Now fuck off and stop wasting my time
Why did I give my love to someone who didn't give a fuck
You made me feel like I wasn't enough
But now that your gone I don't give a fuck
You played my heart like you play those strings
To think I once imagined buying you rings
I started making music to make you love songs
But now that you're gone and make it sad songs
But it's not a big deal that's just how I feel
I thought with you I could experience something real
But it was all fake just like your love
The next time I see you it will be above
So there's a lesson to be learned all this shit
Don't give your heart to a heartless bitch
Because she will fuck you up and leave you in a ditch
So fuck you bitch
Didn't know all this time you were talking to another guy
Thought I was the only one
But you were just playing with me for fun
Made me wanna load up and shoot a gun
But I ain't killing myself over a bitch
It's been awhile since I've slit my wrist
You say you got a boyfriend
Ha I wonder when that's gonna end
Probably soon cause you ain't shit
I guess it depends
Ima laugh if you ask me if we're still friends
Sorry bitch I didn't fuck with girls that lie about having a guy
Don't come crying to me when he breaks your heart
Just like you ripped mine apart
What happened to all the good times and memories we shared
I guess they just disappeared into the air
Wanna talk about your problems I don't care
I know you're missing all the attention that I once gave
I hope it hurts just like how I used to hurt myself with a blade
Because if not you wouldn't be hitting my line
Bitch I'm just fine
Now fuck off and stop wasting my time
Why did I give my love to someone who didn't give a fuck
You made me feel like I wasn't enough
But now that your gone I don't give a fuck
You played my heart like you play those strings
To think I once imagined buying you rings
I started making music to make you love songs
But now that you're gone and make it sad songs
But it's not a big deal that's just how I feel
I thought with you I could experience something real
But it was all fake just like your love
The next time I see you it will be above
So there's a lesson to be learned all this shit
Don't give your heart to a heartless bitch
Because she will fuck you up and leave you in a ditch
So fuck you bitch
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Writer(s): Joseph Waites
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