Sometimes we keep ourselves to ourselves, it's easier that way
But I won't be blackmailed
I won't "just say"
Whatever? Whatever, is what you just said
You hurt me
So why am I the one saying sorry in the end?
One day I'll look back and mope
Until then can we find peace?
I hope.
Why do you make me feel rubbish, out of spite?
I ask myself
And why do you treat me like dirt, day and night
I forgive and forget, it isn't a crime
But you find fault with me
Every time
