isn't it funny?

How funny it is when you say you love me yet your eyes twinkling for her your love lingering on her shadow. lips curling, into a weary smile that is able to spot from mile your heart aching to be with her, not me. again you say you only love me but I was forced something to be And you're dodging as if i burns you without even trying to know it was her casting the barrier of flame but you were the carrier of the hurt and blame and I fall victim on ur table now label as prey funny you say u love me now I lay dead, even with beating heart without the soul as part making me bleed my eyes drown myself in my own tears filled with losing fears. Tell me how can I hand you my heart when I can clearly see the knife your holding how can I let my guards down and let you suffocate me in all for the name of love? isn't it funny? after all this u still expect me to hand my fragile heart? after I know you will cut in parts. I am sorry it is absolutely funny to put a veil in my eyes while you twist and turn the knife in my heart slap me with fantaseas when I clearly know your heart only beats for her and calls her name with every strength it got while I stand like fool isn't it funny?