The Pawn to Your Bishop

How ironic is it

That you don’t see this comin’

That you won’t be able

To wrap your head around this

But I don’t want

To speak

To see

To hear you anymore

And how ironic is it

That I didn’t see this comin’

That I didn’t think I’d be able

To close this door

But now I’m done playin’

This damn game of chess

And now I’m done bein’

The pawn to your bishop

The pawn to your bishop

The pawn to your bishop

Well now I’m done bein’

Hurt by all your lies

Hurt by your disguise

Hurt by all the secrets

That I let fly