Vanity

You walked out the door,
Out of my life,
You only think about yourself,
Leaving me for someone else,
To become a trophy wife.
Was the morning after worth it?

Come crawling back,
Slam me down,
Shut me out,
See yourself for who you really are,
You little whore,
So tell me,
Was he worth it?

Bitching to me about your latest guy,
Like I should care,
Because you denied me,
I have nothing left,
Not now,
Not ever,
But one question still burns,
Through my mind.
Was I ever worth it?