the stories of lovers

i was the right girl,
for all the wrong reasons.
he couldn't give me up,
always shooting up,
savored every drop,
...then dropped me.

i was the right girl,
for all the wrong reasons.
thought he could hold back,
possibly throw me back,
stole what he didn't have,
then stole my heart.

i was the right girl,
for all the wrong reasons.
i could never leave.
he forced me to believe,
that he'd always be around
...until he wasn't.

   i was the right girl,
   for a short period of time
   in which it took to escape
   what once was your life.

   i was the right girl,
   perhaps honestly so,
   never thoughtfully so,
   for all the wrong reasons.