I hate what you do
You’re so perfectly convincing
How could you manipulate us all
One by one, you mark us down
&& Cross us off
One by one, you break our hearts,
Bash our souls, leave us confused,
In a daze, not knowing what to do
Some of us cut
Some of us pop
And some of us actually listen to what you say,
Let it affect us;
Finger down the throat,
This is how she feel pretty
And thanks to you
They all relieve their pain differently
But hurt just the same
You leave us shaking,
Gasping for air,
Tears pouring out our eyes,
Not knowing what to do,
But numb the pain
