You strut into my life, mirrors for your eyes.
Bragging on your style and worth, all to cover lies.
You demand worship, attention thrown your way.
Staging life’s events, you’re an actor in a play.
You’re not what I want, so I’m stepping away.
You’re not what I want, so I’m leaving you today.
You take and take cruelly, all that I can give.
Draining all my love from me, just so you can live.
You see no one else, feed only your dark needs.
Ignoring all the hearts you break with your selfish deeds.
You're not what I want, so I'm stepping away.
You're not what I want, so I'm leaving you today.
You expect to hold the world’s blind devotion.
Feigning love and care, your spirit lacks emotion.
You think I should thankfully kneel at your feet.
Allowing the abusive cycle to repeat.
You’re not what I want, so I’m stepping away.
You’re not what I want, so I’m leaving you today.
Copyright 2011 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
I was listening to a cd the other day by Suzette Lawrence and The Neon Angels and started wondering what type of song lyrics I would write. I thought of some of my broken-hearted friends, and the self-centered men they'd dealt with, and "Not What I Want" resulted. Maybe it needs to be read with a Texas twang!
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