You don't care if you hurt me.
You don't care if you break me.
I try hard to make you proud to make you happy,
but everything I do is a waste because you couldn't care.
You want me to leave,
and I will and I'll never come back.
I don't have to be hated and feel hurt.
I don't have to listen to you.
Do I love you?
Yes I do,
but love can start to fade when there's nothing, but hurtful things you say.
I'm not the only one Gods gonna to make pay, he's going to make you do the same.
No one escapes punishment and one day this you'll see.
At least I try to be sweet and help people feel more complete.
Instead you're breaking me piece by piece.
So how can you say you love?
When all I hear is your angry and hurtful things you say never seem to cease.