I don’t Understand

I don’t understand you. You say you love me then go and make me feel horrid. I don’t understand why you want me around so bad, what is it? Money? Am I just an item to you? A thing you can throw away in the end? I don’t understand how you can lie so much and say you care, when you know and I know that all I am is a way for you to move on and use me.