Hatred Is Hereditary.

Tell me I'm wrong
Because I'm never right
Give me a reason to stick around,
And not to leave tonight.

I'm so sick of not being good enough,
That it makes me wanna scream.
Please give me some reassurance,
That you don't want me to leave.

How can you hate something so bad,
That's made of your own flesh and blood?

Tell me I'm wrong again,
Because I've never once been right.
Throw everything in my face,
I'm sick of reliving this fight.

You don't believe in me,
or anything I want to do.
You don't believe I'm competent
And I really want you to.

Tell me I'm wrong one last time,
Because I'll never be right.
I give up on trying to please you,
So I'll just leave tonight.