Reused love

 I used to love you

Like an American loves Paris

I used to love the allure

The romance of you

But now I am embarrassed

Because all you ever were was a false messenger

You told me straight , but I never believed

You loved not him but her

I used to love you

Perhaps I still do

Just like I love a mountain

I've seen while passing through

But now I don't want to walk up its paths

I don't wish to explore the view

I used to love you

But now I'm sure 

it's not true

You did nothing wrong

That was my thing, I felt too strong

It wasn't you but me

I loved someone who was

already free

I thought I'd save you, but he

He has been a slave to you

And you to he

It's not that I see a golden cart come round the corner

With all the promises you made to him

Look like a pyramid, but taller

I think you lied to yourself

That's all and I came along for the order

You served me a dish of cold radishes

And expected nothing but a mourner

Well I can't be sad when your relationship has died

Because in my eyes it was all lies

no matter how hard you've tried

If you think I'll mop up the pieces

Or offer pity to those who have cried

I couldn't be the man in that city

So lonely that I could have died

You've used and abused his love

He's used up now and you've sucker punched

The blues out of him

While he's mourning his system

Of doubts, and about that he's listing

Just look at the way you have kissed him

The back of the neck

Like you're paying his cheque

You better bet that it was love you missed in him

I cannot love you, I'm disgusted by this betrayal

It's all just a home movie portrayal

Of love gone awry

But I'm an honest guy

I'll tell you, I can't stand to see this low railing

It's better to kill him than help him

If you love me, then there's no sense in the whelping

He's a beaten dog, let him lie with the hogs

I have no more pity than is self effacing

I love you still it seems, but it's physical

It's not what it means

I'd love to be close to you

To know and play host to you

But the most of you

Is the tail end of what's been