We all play the villain in somebody's story,
And it seems like that's the role you've assigned me.
When in reality, and for so long- I know I was your safe and sacred space. I held you gently as you'd cry, I'd wipe away the tears. I'd give you affection you hadn't received in all of the years you had been alive.
I taught you unconditional love, but now you'd say I kept you "caged," but let's be real babe...
The only one holding yourself back, is you. It has always been you.
You can weave with words, you're good at that- believe what hurts, and don't crawl back.
Because if making me the villain, makes you learn to love yourself, I'm OK with that.
All I ever wanted was for your happiness & joy. Your success, is evident, and my love was no ploy.
So write the lyrics that paint me ill, and I'll be the target so you can pay your bills-
I find solace in all that I know was real, my character and my love, I've got that still.
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