Cutting my words before i speak

Yelling, screaming, throwing things,
it never does any good.
you think that you know everything i speak,
and you always cut them into a jumbled heap.

you never understand what i am gonna say,
you just asume everything.
and what you say always cuts deep,
and gives me troubled sleep.

i should have known we wouldnt make it,
cause me and you are just too different.
and the fact of,
you always cutting my words before i speak.