Don't you want to see me?
Or is it someone else
Do I set my blood free?
Or do I not hurt myself

Don't you think I'm pretty?
I don't think you care
That would be fitting
With a sideways chair

Don't you think I know?
About you and her
You still love her so
I don't think that's fair.

Aren't I the one?
That keeps you up at night?
Or are you so full of guilt
For not treating me right

If I'm a priority.
Then prove it to me
Make me feel love
Instead of making me beg for it.