The Things I Can Never Say
I think you might be crazy,
I should have known to stay away,
Do you know how much you hurt me?
In the beginning things were easy,
Then it all became disarray;
I think you might be crazy.
I remember the first time you slapped me,
But after you apologized, I still let you stay;
Do you know how much you hurt me?
One minute we were cuddling intimately,
The next, you tried choking me in a disgusting array,
I think you might be crazy.
I tried confronting you in a moment of idiocy,
You shoved me down the stairs and ran away;
Do you know how much you hurt me?
I’m afraid no one will believe me,
These are the things I can never say;
I think you might be crazy,
Because I know how much you hurt me.
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