Killing Me

My momma said you called again last night, And asked me if we were in a fight... She said she answered and you thought she was me Then you hung up almost immidietly After screaming out loud, "What do you want to talk to me about!?!?" She told me and I wanted to cry, i just don't know, how this whole thing died. So I had to tell her, what was going on, And once again, she thinks that you are wrong. You keep killing me, pushing me down, I never knew this feeling would come around, You know who would be pissed... if he heard all of this? My father... You're killing his daughter, Pushing her to the ground, making her frown... He always knew you were a good guy, But he doesn't know about all the lies. Should I tell him, everything that happened? Or do you even care about his opinion? But the one who is hurt the most, Is the one you chose, To give up on, The one you told, to be gone, The one who loved you through thick and thin, The one who knows she can never win, The one who caerd for you, The one you never loved back too. And all I can do, Is sit here and write about you. They all say, "You're too good for him anyways" I am... But who really gives a damn? Becuase I tried to make you happy, But the one you wanted wasn't me, And why are you killing me, over and over again, You keep telling me, I can never win... I hate this whole life of mine, Except for when we had our good times... Just stop killing me inside, Don't you see the sparkle's left my eyes? And it's all becuase of you, All the shit you've put me through... You keep killing me, i guess that's the way it has to be. Written January 27th, 2002 © on Jan 27 2002 03:30 AM PST   18 • 0 • 8