I'm the abuser? The one who helped you out?
The one who was always kind and gentle and sweet?
The one who when I was angry would never shout?
The one who helped you get on your feet?
You wouldn't know abuse if it grabbed you by the throat
And tightened it's grip until you started to choke,
But go ahead and build your walls and dig your moat.
I'll burn your drawbridge so the fires are stoked.
I'm the abuser because I was hurt?
You ruined my life and threw me away.
I'm the abuser because I wanted us to work?
After all that happened what do you want me to say?
Go ahead and play victim. Cry your feigned tears.
While I suffer alone because no one listens to me.
Turn everyone against me and set me back years
While I harm myself because I just wanted to be happy
No babe, I think you're the abuser in this story,
Being so hesitant but angry when I hesitate,
Being so jealous when all I do is worry,
Using me for comfort while fucking my mental state.
Knowing how I think; you play your mind games.
Posting your feelings for all to see.
Everyone already putting me to shame.
Are you doing these things just to hurt me?
So what is it love? Do you truly care?
Or are you done hiding your true self?
Now that your rouse is up you stopped playing fair,
But the damage you caused made us both need help.
So I hope you're happy dear,
I hope this is what you wanted.
Me living my life in fear,
While the ghost of you is haunting.
Nightmares wake me from my sleep,
Sleep where my dreams are an escape.
All my sowing was good, why is this what I reap?
Now I'm awake, filled with fear and hate.
So I'm done with this game, done being used,
Done blaming myself and asking the world why,
Done being stepped on and emotionally abused,
So this is it love... Goodbye.
