Over the course up 2 days and 2 nights you managed to tear me down to nothing

But then I go home, to my real home where she manages to glue me back together piece by piece by piece

But then it comes to Friday

And I dread Friday

Because I have to see you I have to spend time with you

Sometimes I just want to scream at you but I know I'll just make everything worse

how do you manage to always tear me down to nothing?

And how does she manage putting me back together piece by piece by piece every single week?

You're selfish

You're inconsiderate

And you break everyone's heart

But then you ask us why we resent you

And all I want to do is make you feel the same pain you put us through but we know we can't because we're not like you.