Used.

You know I'm tired of getting hurt.
The guys that would use me alot.
I'm not just some booty call
I have respect for myself.
If you want that girl,
You gotta go and look for her in the bar,
That's where they are.
Why cant I find a descent guy,
Who can see me for who I'm
I'm tired of playing games,
Being used like I'm nothing to them.
There's so much you can find about me
I'm like an open book
You can just ask me?
I'm looking for love and romance.
And be swept off from my feet at once.
I'm looking for just one guy,
Who would be interested in me.
What am I doing so wrong,
That I cant find that one love at all.
My hands are keep on shaking,
My trust dissapearing so fast,
That would be hard to replace it.
My love fades away so quick.
That would be hard to undone.
I feel so much pain in my chest.
My heart just brakes in two pieces.
Funny what love can do.
It gives you pain and can hurt you too.