No, I won't
I won't take this anymore
You're repeating all the things
You've always said before

You're not making me feel wanted
You're making me feel used
Like my heart is bleeding
From being tortured and abused

All the stress on my shoulders
Needs to be relieved
I think I'll squeeze your throat
Up until it bleeds

Why do you make me hate you?
Why do you have to be an ass?
Can't you treat me like a human,
And erase our horrific past?

Maybe I should stop trying,
Wollow in my sorrow
Drink a fifth of vodka
And see where I am tomorrow

Maybe I'll wake up
In a better kind of mood
I'll have a smile on my face
I won't even say anything rude

If I change the person I am
Will you love me then?
Not even as a lover
I'll be happy with "just-friends"
 
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