In this silly heart

Game

Soft whispers

Are passed

Gentle looks

Are passed

Fake love

When is it

Time that

We come out

I do not want

Any more

Secrets

I do not need

To tell anymore

Lies

To cover what

You say we have

What I thought

We had

Is this for real

I think not

I know you are

Pretending

Playing this

Silly heart game

Where my heart

Is on strings

And you are

The one pulling

Them

I am sick of the

Pain

I am sick of

Being hurt

Well look babe

I got the sissors

I am taking

Action in your

Silly heart game

Its time to cut the

Cords that link

You to my heart

I am taking control

And letting you go

Its time to end this

Silly heart game

Now