you didn't learn it was a lie

not for five years

but you suspected it every day 

every time you cried in the shower 

every time you dreamt of him dead

while driving home from work. 

 

You grew hard until the next one made you soft. Not too soft to leave. 

You left and you left and you loved

burning all those bridges. 

 

You believed in love again at 23  

you stupid bitch. You say you will not love. You leave and leave, 

until you are left. 

 

You know you shouldn't use people

but God, what else do you know?

Use the boy with the pretty eyes,

the girl with the broken heart,

use the couple that uses you for sex

Relish it.

 

You are used up you are ready

go on and burn

burn like they praise you for

burn like they loved you for 

burn them all down.

That way, you know,

you can't be left 

by nothing.

No one

is no one to hurt you.