I cry minutes after I've said cruel things to you
And hate myself as the text is sent your way
But as it turns out I have to
You love me.
      You shouldn't.
                    I'm bad for you.
                           You know it.
But you continue to say you love me
So, I'm sorry to say
That it is my responsibility to stop you
And don't keep coming back
For I'll push harder and meaner
Until there is no possible way
You could love the beast you've
Turned me into.