I never called you a monster.
I believed everything you ever said to me.
So why are you twisting my words?

You want me to **** myself?
That's cool.
You're all I was holding on to to keep me alive.

I can't tell you what you felt?
No I can't, but I can try to express my confusion.

So I'm bad with words, you know that.
You're the only reason I'm as good as I am now.
Something came out of my mouth wrong, mis-worded.
Shouldn't you be used to that?

Why are you mad at me when you're the one who left me?
You left me falling off a cliff with noone to catch me.
So if you really want me dead, just say the word.
Because I will do whatever it takes to make you happy.