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Hello
Will you listen while i tell you, while i try to explain?
I dont know why i do the things that i do,
i only know that it hurts you
and that is enough
there is a bitch inside of me, she's called candy too
somewhere deep inside she enjoys your pain
your look of hurt when i hit that mark
that glance that says 'enough baby enough'
Why do my punches not hurt you?
why do my scratches not break the skin
yet the words i use cause grievance wounds
these wounds that take so long to heal
i should know better, i've been hurt too.
sometimes i think stop, stop just stop.
but there are other times when it seems
You're 6 foot tall and made of wood
or so it seems to me.
know that after its all said, and i wish to take it back
i look at your back as we lie in bed and think why?
why do i do these things i do, that hurt so deeply
create these wounds that no one but i can see
and then she's back, old candy too and hates your back
that broad expanse of skin turned in anger.
how dare you turn your back on me
who are you to be so proud
turn round and face me
be a man
bastard
will you listen while i try to explain?