I hate the way he makes me feel
On edge I behave like I'm made from steel

Teasing me, he thinks it's a joke
Talking to him makes me need a smoke!

Am I too touchy when he jokes?
I feel like I've got a child that coaxs 

I'm barely living this life of mine
I wish I could have just declined

It's a struggle everyday
Everything in everyway

When will it end? 
When will it start?
These are words I utter in the dark