These Things You Do to Me

She sits here waiting for her death
Anticipates her final breath
You've made her the freak she has become
Now aren't you proud of what you've done?

You took her hand and led her on
Her life was dark, no hope of dawn
You promised her it would be okay
But that was just the role you played
You held her close and promised her joy
But to you she was just a simple toy
You told her you loved her from the heart
And then you went and tore her world apart
You're the reason she cuts, why she bleeds
The pain that came from all your greed
You took her dreams into your left hand
Crumbled them all into dust and sand
You grabbed her collar with your right
Took her down without a fight
You didn't even listen to her cries
And dismissed all the fear inside her eyes
You stole from her all she had of pride
She trusted you, and you just lied
You threw her down, onto the cold floor
Mute to the love for you that her lips poured
You beat her up bad and left her alone
Feeling like you were the king on a throne

She takes the knife and slices deep
She's ready to take that fatal leap
Ready to leave the pain behind
But not to lose what she has yet to find
So she takes off her sweater and dresses the gash
Saves her life from the final crash

I'm the girl you did this to
Aren't you proud of what you do?

But still I sit waiting for my death
Anticipating that final breath
You've made me the reject I have become
Now aren't you proud of what you've done?

Just in case you're reading this, boy,
I wish I had the strength to say I hate you for what you do
But sadly I'm still in love with you