The things you said are hurting and you know
The times you loved me seem so long ago
I lie thinking here about everything you say
Thing is now I’m lying here almost everyday
I try to ignore the words that you speak
In fact you’re developing quite a technique.
You hurt me so much it should be a job
Each strikes my heart, each making me sob
Have I suffered enough? Is it over yet?
I’m still lying here and my eyes are wet
