You pull me in...pull me in
Into your little game
Yea thats what i said
Your little head games
Oh how you've played with my head
Miss you baby..how you been
Need you baby....need you bad
That all means nothing to me anymore
Since you pulled me in
Into your little game
My sweet darling, my baby girl
Oh how i want you, you are my world
Such sweet loving words
From your mouth bitter rotten sweet
Mean nothing to me
I won't play your little game anymore
I'm pulling out, pulling away
From all your little head games
Let me be and be on your way

Very nice

Thank you both for reading!

Direct and to the point. I like it!

Keep your strength-great write
I've been there myself

People with little heads play little head games.

I hope you'll find better luck next time. Make sure that the new individual has a bigger head than the feller in the poem.

People with little heads play little head games.

^ha ha, awesome comment

and then you went and pulled us in with expressing it so well...shame on you for exposing the jerks of the world, now they have no where to hide.....:)

but consider this, does emotion make us gullible to be "pulled in", I'll bet you anything you saw "red flags" but discounted them because you were caught up on being pulled in...hmmmm...either way, the experience is always the best teacher, just don't keep being a student of the same lesson...I liked this