the way you goad me the way you make me ****** the way you do things to me how you think I'm worthless you've told me it time and time again why do you do this who the hell do you think you are the way you watch me the way you're possessive of me the way you make me feel you kiss me and caress me like I'm the only one to you you make me feel like I'm flying then you turn on me you glare and yell at me for nothing, because all I hear is yelling you hit me and beat me until you are satisfied that I'm down enough I'm crying now, because of you I'm turning from you turning away from your barking laugh the one that was so comforting not long ago so now that you're here, I have to ask who the hell do you think you are I could have swore you loved me all the time you held me all the time we spent just holding each other who the hell do you think you are *I miss the best of us, where did you go