You piss me off,
You make me cry,
You even make me wonder why.
Why do I put up with it all?
Why do I let you see my weakness?
Why do you keep me locked away?
You say you love me,
But lie to my face.
You make me love you,
What a disgrace.
I want to believe you,
When you say it will be okay,
But it's hard so hard to believe you.
Nothing feels right,
I keep up the fight.
So say you love me one more time,
Just one more time,
And you will once again be mine.
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