I know I should be grateful
To have a man who loves me
But I've learned my lesson now
He's a child and I'm a woman
There is no further question
It's the reason of my sadness
Because he can't treat me right
He doesn't touch my hair
He doesn't love my kisses
He won't look me in the eyes
He enjoys talking to other girls
And talks to me so much less
He likes it better when he can't see my face
I tell myself I'll leave him
Because he can't treat me right
But I love my darling dearly
I think about him at night
It feels as though my heart is dead
And the voices in my head are screaming
But whatever I'm around him he makes them cease their pleading
But what did I think I was getting when I confessed my love
To a man who is a child and has no free will
But what I have is precious
I know I should be grateful
