I thought you were going to help me
I thought it would be alright
I thought I would be happy again
But my thoughts always fight
I thought you were the answer
to each question I asked
I thought you were a solution
to everything all messed
But I didn't think
not for one second
you would turn on me
and **** me in the ***
Now I can't stop thinking
and my thoughts are all undressed
Now my thoughts are all running
and I can't run from them at last

It isn't fair,
it's not right,
but in the end,
you can't change what you fight.