A Battle of 2

You say that I play hard to get.
But sometimes I do regret
That I won\'t give you the time of day.
It\'s just sometimes I like to play.
We fuss and argue although it\'s not right.
When we disrespect each other, we\'re ready to put up a fight.
If you say you like me then why make me upset?
Why should I make my words a cause of regret?
I can\'t help but not to fall into your \"Disrespectful gestures.\"
I always told myself I wouldn\'t get myself into this type of situation.
Never.
But I brought myself into this however.
If you liked me so much, then how come I never felt a warm sincere touch instead of a cold and scary one.
I\'m beginning to believe that it\'s not just for
Fun.
It\'s a game, a mindless game that you love to play, cuz you\'ll do it anytime of the day.
I don\'t feel that it\'s okay.
When I explain it to you, you don\'t care at all.
Making sure you always win the battle,
As I continue to fall.
You are not my man even though you might
THINK you are.
But you better keep on thinking
Mr. Playa \"Supastar.\"
Our friendship took a major turn to A place where you wanted it to go.
I never wanted it to go that way.
Will you ever just let some things be?
It might sound sick,
But I like what you do.
Keep chasing after me,
I can\'t chase after you.
Treat me how you want,
It\'s impossible to control you.
Let alone tell you what to do.
Eventually I\'ll find a way to pull through.
At least I hope I do.
Will things ever be the same again?
Even though I don\'t want them to be.
Will we ever wake up and realize
That no person deserves to be treated like this awful way your treating me.
Why do you hypnotize me the way that you do?
Were not even \"1\"
But I can\'t leave or be with you.
I\'m like a baby butterfly living in a
Cocoon forever.
Will I ever blossom to see bigger things?