Cold days, lonely nights alone. Wishing you just cared a little more, what's wrong with loving me, because you make me feel like I'm a damn chore. Sleeping, eating, the friends I have and family, everything I get, you take to be yours. Why did you pick me? It was so easy, you really didn't give me a chance to say no at all, I should have, but you completely coaresd me. How do you sleep at night? Especially after all the not so joyful fights....I was not brought up to be a damaged woman, what damaged me was just that one look that one word that one moment. I was vulnerable and u manipulated me and everything I thought you were was so very wrong. But I've stayed all along. I knew I shouldn't have let this keep going this long. But love does crazy things, but this isn't me crazy, you sir are the one To blame. You should be so proudly ashamed. Pat yourself on the back, it was a great show and you were the star and i was the last act. I'm not sticking around for the claps and laughs I'm already getting, but it will be ok when karma comes around and gives all of my dreams I wanted. And spits at you after slapping you in The damn face.