I cannot keep doing this anymore
this dance for fools
for fools like us
this same old same old song.
this tightrope i’ve been walking on.
this push pull and shove
this thing we’ve called love.
its really control and S&M.
It’s all about you telling me what to do
all the entire damned time
you don’t want a wife
you want a puppy
you want a bitch in heat
something to lie next to your feet
something that needs to be fixed
and that’s simply unacceptable to me.
If I agree to postpone the divorce?
If I try to make things work out again,
all this means is sooner or later
you will hit me again.
sooner or later everything will all be my fault all again
because thats how you spin it
you spin it to win it.
If I stay I will be foolish to expect anything different than this crash course
we’ve eroded upon.
Where sooner or later everything blows up in my face again.
I need to leave you.
I need to stop loving you.
I need to be free from you.