Why do I Even Bother?

Why do I even bother with you,
and the stupid things you do?
You said you loved me,
but why can't you see?
I'm always the one to get hurt,
and you treat my like dirt.
Why can't you just be my man,
because I know you can.
You always have your friends tell me everything,
they said you wanted to be my king.
I know they were lying,
loving you feels like diying.
So why do I even bother?