Second Chance

I was stuck in you glance had me reeled in for another chance I should of never given you this chance to have this last word spoken you didn't draw stars around my scars but instead you drew X's wishing for my time to run out I begged for you to stay you pleaded that I pray for someone to give me something because to you I was nothing should I continue to be mute and unable to speak around people because I'm afraid of getting treated the way I got treated by you you made me grab a gun and think about pulling the trigger but I'll never get that far down to your level my blood isn't gonna be wasted on you and neither is my tears but here you are leaving me here yet one question remains. why do I still love you?