How could you know of my growing resent?
All of the hate growing inside of my head?
I couldn't very well tell you could I?
Could I?

I love you!                                                                                      

I hate you...
I feel so many things                                        
I'm leaving you.                                                                              

Don't  leave me
Lost somewhere in between                                  

Why should you hurt me when I do it so well?                            
Why should you love me when I make your life a living hell?      

Just hold me...                                                                            

Don't you dare touch me.
Can't you hear what I think?                                
It's over.                                                                                      

I miss you.  
I can't ask you to continue living on the brink.                

Don't cry, Dearest.                                                                          
Lover.                                                                              
Hero.                                                                              
Why so confused?                                                                            

Why?                                                                                          
Why?
Don't ask me such questions.                                
Don't you remember telling me all about life's little rejections?