Confession

I used you.
I'm sorry, it's true
I thought you knew
I thought you did it too.

I used you for the way you made me feel
I used you for the words you didn't mean
I used you for your finger tips and eyes
I used you for your arms, your moves, your looks

I used you for your presence
I used you for your scent
I used you for your awkwardness
I used you for your hair

I used you for your company
I used you for your laugh
I used you for your boyish charm
I used you just for you

And though I know it's said and done
I feel I have to say
that I used you so you'd use me
in every selfish way.