Beautiful -- To My Love
I want to drop off the end of the world
You have tied your puppet strings around me
You act as my master and I am...nothing
Do you even love me anymore?
You lie about me, and to me,
Am I not perfect enough?
My Paint chipped away.
I give up everything for you,
you want me to give up even this too,
and you give nothing in return,
nothing.
I hate you for that,
for tearing me apart,
I am chunky,
and plain,
I cant sing,
and I'm ugly,
I am useless,
and my drawing sucks,
I shouldn't write because you don't like it,
my hair is thin, my eyes are empty,
I'm crying and you don't give a damn.
You tell me these things and yet you say you love me,
Tell me, How, how is THAT love?
I'm tired, and I don't feel well,
You make up things and exaggerate,
And secretly I'm psychoanalyzing you.
So tell me love,
Why are you so insecure,
Why shouldn't I trust you -- Because your mistrust of me,
Is really what that says,
What are you doing wrong?
What are you waiting for?
To make me nothing before you leave me for one of those prettier girls?
But I say f*ck you,
I'm tired of these games,
I AM beautiful, and the world knows it.
and everything you say about me, is wrong.
Ps. Don't believe me, but the truth is,
I truly, really do love you...
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