The Art of Letting Go

Well it's the art of letting go I don't really think i know But i have to find a place to rest Right now It is tearin me apart And its a, no good mode for my heart Please tell me and i'll step away Right now Cause what you've said, and what you've done, they don't match so I'm confused And all this time, when you've been gone, I feel my hope has been abused Cause now you're back, i see the truth, and now i know that i've been used I find it cold, i find it cruel, that's who you are Well it's the art of letting go I really wish i'd known Cause being a puppet on a string Is no good Cause what you've said, and what you've done, they don't match so I'm confused And all this time, when you've been gone, I feel my hope has been abused Cause now you're back, i see the truth, and now i know that i've been used I find it cold, i find it cruel, that's who you are And i had to find a place to rest Yeah i had to find a place to rest Oh yes i had to find a place to rest Right there Cause what you said, and what you did, they wouldn't match so I's confused And all that time, when you were gone, I felt my hope had been abused Cause now you came back, i saw the truth, and then i knew that i'd been used I find it cold, i find it cruel, that's who you are