He used me up, than threw me away.
I took a sip from the devil's cup, after being led
astray.
I was parched for a drink that would never cure my
thirst.
I was a dirty rag, only to clean him up, then tossed in the dirt.
I tried to ease my pain, with someone who was
hurt.
I was a Ruby, captive from my treasure chest because I did not know my
worth.
Only when I saw myself come undone, did he become
liquid clear.
I would ruin my soul for soft lies to hear.
Its ironic though that it wasn't until after the motor sped away, that I learned
that I had been taken for a
ride.
I offered him all of me and he abused what was
inside.
I was his mistress, and didn't even know he called me
Jezebel. 
But I cant blame him, I was a willing accomplice in this story I
tell.
Its funny how you never know you're being taken advantage of until
you are just about to
disappear.
So I think Ill imitate life and drink from a
crystal chandelier.
Ill polish my heart in a diamond and resemble
Evelyn clear.
But this time around I wont mistake the flaws for real
shine.
I will dive into the rough and claim the treasure that's
mine.