Addicted to his sent And the feeling of a heart beating Next to yours at night In exchange with putting up With whatever he feels suits you Reducing you to tears Serving you a fright.
Preying on you vulnerabilities You are like putty in his hands He twists the key in your back forcefully You entertain his every command.
Consumed by his own fears And jealousy Convincing his self that to your life He has the right.
You take what he deals you Emotionlessly Just for a beat of a heart Next to yours at night.