Tales Of A Broken Heart

Here I go again caught up in the same game as you had me going crazy in love for you,
you had me wrapped around your finger while I was hopelessly devoted to you; so ignorant yet so naive I did everything I could to show you how much I adored you meanwhile all I heard were crickets on your end. You didn't appreciate me nor did you care about me as a friend or even really want me the same way I wanted you.

The tales of my broken heart tell of all things he's made me feel,
The tales of my broken heart tell of the agony I feel because of him,
The tales of my broken heart tell of all the things he's done to make me feel torn apart,
The tales of my broken heart are the cautionary tale of what's it like to love someone.

I gave him my time, I gave him gifts, I gave him candy, I gave him comfort, I gave all a heart could give. But to him it doesn't seem to matter and it doesn't seem to matter at all 'cause all he does is passes me by and never tells me why he treats me the way he does.
It don't seem right and it don't seem fair and he doesn't even act like he cares, but tell me why is my love for him even there?!

The tales of my broken heart tell of all things he's made me feel,
The tales of my broken heart tell of the agony I feel because of him,
The tales of my broken heart tell of all the things he's done to make me feel torn apart,
The tales of my broken heart are the cautionary tale of what's it like to love someone.

Should've known better than to lay my eyes on you when I first saw you,
Should've resisted that Colgate smile the minute I saw it,
should've ignored you just to spare my feelings.
I should've known that someday you were gonna be the type of man who wouldn't give a damn if I told you how I'd feel about you and leave me with tears in my eyes,
As you smile and laugh away at my pain like the sociopath that you are I'm over here looking back while wondering how could I have been so stupid and naïve to believe that you were a good man.
So foolish to even think that you'd be with me when you weren't even remotely interested in the first place were you?.
Now I got you out of my life, leave me be;
When you see me pass you better not even speak, better yet even look my way.
The way you played me and had me believed that I was special to you when all I was a victim in your love trap, but now I've gotten smarter and won't let you use me and abuse my trust anymore.

The tales of my broken heart tell of all the things he's made me feel,
The tales of my broken heart tell of the agony I feel because of him,
The tales of my broken heart tell of all the things he's done to make me feel torn apart,
The tales of my broken heart are the cautionary tale of what's it like to love someone.