Why am I with you,
When you're never there?
Why do I love you,
When you don't even care?
You think my love is guaranteed.
And if tomorrow I opened my eyes,
And decided I was leaving you…
You'd have the nerve to be surprised.
I pour my heart out to you
And all you can do is laugh.
I'm “pms-ing” and I'll get over it.
WHY THE HELL DO I DEAL WITH THIS CRAP!?
Yes I love you,
But I'm using that as a crutch.
And you've got a funny way of showing
That you really love me so much.
You used to make me happy.
You used to care when I wasn't.
You'd think it would matter when I'm in pain.
But, I guess it doesn't.
I don't know if I can do this anymore.
I don't know if I want to keep trying.
If you can treat me like you do and say you love me…
Then you're just straight up lying.