Why do you do it
hurt me this way,
You expect me to keep going
day after day,
I’m sick of all
your stupid lies,
Your torment on my heart
the way you pretend goodbyes,
Why make me cry
does it make you feel good,
You tell me I’m not listening
that your misunderstood,
And I say I’m sorry
sorry all the time,
And you say well what for
and the problem it’s mine,
And things they go great
for a day or two,
And then your here but your not
in that way that you do,
And I know what your doing
but to afraid to say,
I just let you carry on
when I should walk away….
.x.