Time’s Up
Your times up
You played the game and you got booted out; strike out.
When I saw what happened I wanted to shout.
But you thought I could be tamed.
In your gamed that you played.
I told you my feelings, but you didn’t care.
In your game where you didn’t play fair.
I saw you with another.
Thought she was your lover.
You treated her better.
And ignored me like I was trash beneath your feet.
Can’t feel my insides boiling with rage; can’t you feel the heat?
I don’t deserve this hurt.
I don’t deserve those mean words.
I call the time out; I tell you that the time is up; I make the call.
I decide if you fall or don’t fall.
You can tell another girl, “what’s up”.
I quit the game you play today.
It ends today cause I cannot take the heartache that follows.
I cannot take the pain and the sorrows.
Seeing you with another.
I told myself it doesn’t bother.
For the sake of my heart clashing with pain.
I say times up to your games.