The more you push me away, the worse it gets.
You make it worse.
The worse it gets, the more it hurts.
You hurt me.
The more it hurts, the harder it gets.
You make it hard.
It gets harder and harder and I just can't seem to cope anymore.
You made me do it.
You pushed and pushed me until I broke.
You shall one day break from the pressure of holding it in,
All alone.
You shall one day break just as you broke me.