The Used

The black hole of what i thought was pure bliss,
The entity of darkness tied into the dying abyss,
I thought your love would see me through to the end,
But i guess you weren't really my friend.

It takes alot of guts to play with one's heart,
And just when i thought that you and i could never be apart,
You stomped on it, like the burning end of a midnight cigarette.
I don't know how it was so easy for you to forget.

An angel of sin, nobody could see through your collage,
The lie of faithfulness, your perfect mirage.
The suicidal thoughts of dead memories,
collide with your cold grasp.

A spark of hope, a new found friend!
My mind flashes back to when this began..
I realize its not worth being hurt again,
but i can't help falling in love with your sin.

The emptyness that i feel sorrounds me
But thinking of what i have done confounds me,
If i know our relationship is going to break,
Why do i keep coming back for this heartache?