~Gone~

Puppet upon a string
Pregnant with no ring
Dance for us puppet dear
For your time is near

I can imagine the lies he said
The images he put in your head
Blue eyes the source of deception
Now you pay for your misconception

I bet he said he loved you
You thought it was true
That idea formed in your head
So you gave up your heart for one night in bed

It didn't bring you closer as you thought
His love, his loyalty couldn't be bought
Then the pressure was on
Two words and he was gone