You Pull Me In;; With Your Appealing Lure.

You Do This Every Time, Whenever Things Get Tough.
You Say You Need Some Time To Yourself,
You Ask Me To Wait For You, Until You Are Ready,
So You Sit Me Up On The Top Shelf.

You Will Come Back For Me, Like You Have Every Time.
This Time I Will Be A Little More Broken Than Before,
But The Pain I Show Will Not Stop Your Ways.
You Will Not Stop Until I Hit The Floor.

You Say That You Love Me, And That I Mean The Most,
But Only When You Have Done Something Wrong,
Only When You Know I Am Near The Edge,
Do You Decide To Sing Your Little Love Song.

I Try To Figure It Out, Why It Is I Put Up With You,
When I Know I Am Just Going To Get Hurt.
I Still Tell You How Much I Love You-
I Still Take Part In Your Playful Flirt.

Someday I Will Learn That You Are No Good.
I Will Not Tell Myself You Care, Because I Will Know You Don't,
Someday I Will Leave You, Or Put You In Your Place;
Show You I Do Not Need You, Or Maybe Someday I Won't.