#85

It bothers me to hear you
Everyday you stand there
And tell me things I don’t want to listen

I do
Everyday I do
Nor passion nor understanding you have
All you say hurts me
It squeezes my mind
No idea you have of the damage you make
You’re too blind to see the truth
And too afraid to hear it

I thought you were different
You are worst then I could imagine
Why did it have to be you
Why did it have to be you

Now all is lost
Everything that you do won’t change
Those words were too tough for my love to hold