Simple Question

What is it that consumes me
and convinces me to forgive
how can this be?
that you can control over this life i live?

you ask me what I'm going to do
but really you should ask yourself
just another thing to live through
what would you do if i were you?

perhaps take out the knife
sharpen it once again
hell, why not give the devil this life
just one in so many men

or maybe just sit at home and cry
but that's not really my style
part of me wants to say goodbye
but the other says give it a while

hear goes my question
was it really Worth the kiss?
did it satisfy your obsessions
tell me, was it a hit or miss?

i guess from now on I'll welcome the pain
instead of trying to understand why
I'll make this simple and plain
it happens again i say goodbye