My heart is not a playground,
For you to dance your way through,
My feelings are not something,
That you can claim as untrue,
My smile is not an object,
That you can break at your will,
My laughter is not something,
That you can beat until it's still.
My soul is not some field,
That you can mow on your way,
My trust is not a sturdy wall,
That you can break as you stray,
You see I'm not the type of woman,
To forget what you did,
So don't try to back into my life,
After all the lies you hid.
I'm not the type of girl,
TO hold grudges for too long,
But I am the type of woman,
To correct you when you're wrong,
My heart is not a playground,
That you can dance your way through,
My feelings are not something,
That you can claim as untrue.
My forgiveness is endless,
But my memory will remember,
So should you try to come back,
You're the one who gave up on forever,
When I open up my world,
It's not a temporary thing,
It's to show you all the places,
That haven't felt the sting.
But you peaked into my world,
Took a good look around,
Then turned your back,
Without making a sound,
The shift in your attitude,
Leaves me questioning your person,
For the doubt in my head,
Just seems to worsen.
My heart is not a playground,
For you to enter and leave so soon,
My love is not an object,
That you scoop up on a spoon,
So if you ever decide to return,
To ask for another chance,
I'm not foolish enough,
To fall for your trance.
For I would have given you everything,
I was ready to show you it all,
But you decide it wasn't worth it,
Now I'm left here to fall,
My heart is not a playground,
For you to abuse,
So remember when you're regretting this,
I'm the girl you chose to lose.
