Piñata

I was your piñata baby love built papier-mâché Found joy in the confetti of my pain Broke to pieces for your gain You didn't have to bash and wreck me Pay it sweet then leave me on the floor to bleed I was your piñata baby Your piñata baby Blindfolded, no hope in sight Bated aimlessly to right All the wrongs you hid from light I was just an ornament You would never own to it But I'm not taking it anymore I'm not your decor Never been more sure Breaking free of your sadist games Weaponize my chains Tables rearranged Cuz I'm not you piñata baby Stronger than papier-mâché I won't let you please yourself with my pain You can't break me for your gain You don't get to bash and wreck me Your issues got nothing to do with me I'm not your piñata baby Your piñata baby