The Truth

You say be honest, but my honesty is eating at your flesh. I show you the in and the out of me and still your lost. The truth is this isn't love, it's lust. So come *** me long, and leave that heart in the dust. Figuring me out is not hard, Is it? I just don't wanna give my all. I like living so carelessly, And breaking a heart or two, won't make me apologetic. The truth is, I like my life filled with misunderstanding. Screwes missing, call me hopeless romatice, love is frustrating and my heart is so demanding. I'm just a woman that likes her men hanging, by a rope heart broke. Look at the pieces go falling, theres no more life in his body. There's no more to give so he's leaving, The truth is he couldn't underestimated me.