Objectified
Did you ever know I hated
The words you said so sweet
I hate to hear I love you
Tempting me to treat
My heart as an object
My mind as a game
You're trying to win
I'm never the same
Trying the view
From up in your pedestal
I always lean over
I know you make me fall
My heart is the subject
Of your mindless game
I'm losing my skin
I won't be the same
I know it doesn't last forever
But this didn't last at all
I was never quite as clever
You still make me fall
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