I think of you too much
like i feel your touch
but I'm getting sick of that
i feel like your door mat
stop treating me like a ball
being thrown against the wall
your not pleasuring me enough
you think your being tough
hitting me and thrashing me
it won't work, just let me be
stop abusing me
or you will get to see
what i will do
is truthfully stab you
again and again
until you bleed with pain
you will be on the floor
and just when i walk out the door
i will say to you
go to hell
and then I'll be well.
