Do you think i appreciate you treating me like that?
No, I don't at all?
I'm sick of been took for granted, sick of been used.
Is this the time you're gonna let me fall?
My heart's breaking slowly, but you don't care.
I can tell, looking in your eyes.
It's just an empty stare!
What have i done, but just loved you?
Even though the candle has flickered near.
I'll always hold you dear.
But i'm so sick of been used