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