You do things that are directed at me
Like I don't notice, and somehow it's my fault?

You keep playing with my emotions because you feel as if it's me

Go on ahead it's not worth the pain and effort

Because at some point you'll be left behind

You strung me along, until you decide to cut the cords
You come one moment and leave another, as if what I said wasn't enough
"I'm not obligated"

Well neither am I