She said I don't know if I've ever been good enough I'm a little bit rusty, and I think my head is caving in And I don't know if I've ever been really loved By a hand that's touched me And I feel like something's gonna give And I'm a little bit angry, well
This ain't over No, not here Not while I still need you around You don't owe me, we might change Yeah, we just might feel good
I wanna push you around Well, I will Well, I will I wanna push you down Well, I will Well, I will I wanna take you for granted I wanna take you for granted Yeah, Yeah Well, I will
She said I don't know why he ever would lie to me Like I'm a little untrusting When I think that the truth is gonna hurt ya And I don't know why you couldn't just stay with me You couldn't stand to be near me When my face don't seem to want to shine Cuz it's a little bit dirty, well
Don't just stand there Say nice things to me Cuz I've been cheated I've been wronged You, you don't know me Well, I can't change I won't do anything at all
I wanna push you around Well, I will Well, I will I wanna push you down Well, I will Well, I will I wanna take you for granted I wanna take you for granted Yeah, Yeah Well, I will
Oh, but don't bowl me over Just wait a minute Well, it kinda fell apart Things get so crazy, crazy Don't rush this, baby Don't rush this Baby, Baby...
I wanna push you around Well, I will Well, I will I wanna push you down Well, I will Well, I will I wanna take you for granted Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I wanna take you Take you Yeah, well, I will I will, I will, I will Well, I will I will, I will Yeah, Yeah
Push you around And drag you down I wanna push you around Well, I will
-Push, by Matchbox 20 (CD: Yourself or Someone Like You)
Even the moon seemed to blind Natalie's eyes, in her drunken state, as she stumbled from her car and up to the front door of her's and Nick's house. After staggering inside she slammed the door, loudly, shaking the hallway and sending a picture - of her and Nick - that hung on the wall, crashing to the floor. Not bothering to pick up the mess, and not really caring, she headed towards the den, knowing Nick would be in there, watching TV like always. She grabbed onto any nearby furniture, as she went, to steady herself.
Natalie stumbled down the last few steps, leading into the den, causing Nick to look up from his precious piece of technology. Wow... what a shock. Nick rolled his eyes when he noticed her drunkness. He stood up to tell her to go and take a shower and get a grip on herself, when she suddenly raised her hands to his chest and gave him a firm push, knocking him onto the floor.
"What the f*ck!" Nick yelled, too shocked to get up. Quickly he regained his composure, "Don't you EVER in your LIFE do that to me again!" he started to stand, but Natalie had already made her way over to him and was straddling his stomach. "Natalie, get off of me right now!! I swear to God, you better stop this if you know what's good for you!"
That's when Natalie punched him. A firm pop to the eye. But she wasn't done there. She was in a maddened rage, which was giving her more strength than usual. And although Nick knew he could fight back, he also knew that fighting back now meant throwing punches... and he didn't want to go to jail, did he?
Nat stood up and kicked him firmly in the side, over and over again. And that's when she began speaking, "You're nothing! You were never worth anything! I don't know why I ever married you, you bitch! You never meant a thing to me! I hate you, Natalie!"
Nick suddenly realized that she was repeating things that he'd said to her in his own fits of rage. He took a deep breath, feeling speachless, for more reasons than getting the wind knocked out of him.
Then as if Natalie had suddenly sobered, she knelt on the ground next to him, and placed her hands on his cheeks, turning his face to look at her straight in the eye. "How does it feel?" she whispered breathlessly, her voice filled with emotion, and her eyes filled with tears. And then they fell. "How does it feel... to be me."
