Why?

Why do you treat me bad?
Do you look at me and get mad?

Do I say the wrong thing?
Is it the way that I sing?

I hate it when you yell at me and when you ignore me,
I don't know who or what I have to be.

Why can't I be good enough?
Why is our relationship so tough?

I want to please you,
But I have to leave you.

It's hard to picture no more us,
Then I think you called it lust.

You didn't love me at all,
I loved you each day more and more.

Now we have to end,
And I need my own time to mend.