Is it when you hit me?
Is it when I bleed?
Tell me that you need me?
Hang me dry?
Only bother to laugh when I cry?
Or is it like that time when you gave me a black eye?
Dammit I’m a full time mess.
But I never wanted to love so much like this before.
The More You Push Me
The More I bruise
Somebody call SVU
‘Cause I’m So Used
My mama’s called the police
My old man’s holding me telling me it’s going to be okay
But It’s not me; it’s you
And I never want to hurt no one
I’d do anything for you.
You’ve never got to ask.
We’re connected by a red thread, baby
You are the other half of me
Got me standin’ in the mirror
Wonderin’ what the hell have I done
Couldn’t find the trigger To Go and Set me Off
Why in the world did God make love?
A toy to be abused
A toy to be held
A toy to break the calmness of the nursery
To bury your hatchet in
You were gonna love me
Where’s the nurture?
I’m property so I can’t go away
I sold my soul to my soulless self