So complex, she's become
So complex, she's become "I'm happy," she said.
But, that's not what was in her head.
I should have known she never added up. I've been such a blinded fool,
secure she'd never keep me in the dark.
Since she's gone and flipped the switch.
She said, "Face the truth. You need me much more than I need you" She said, "one last time,"
Made me smile when I wanted to die,
a bitter contradiction, so sublime
Calculated woman,
says, "It's me not you. You don't love me. You just think you do."