Anger inside

Mad as fuck,
She won't give him up.
Feeling like nothing,
The way she tries to sweet talk me
Into believing he is "just a friend"
Then why argue and threaten to leave,
If he is nothing,
Then why fight for him,
Stand up for him,
When he can't even tell his wife or friends about you,
And ruin what we have,
Over a snap here and there,
Calling to ask about his day,
But mad at me i feel this way...

...but still i keep forgiving you,
And now im doubting why,
If you loved me the way i love you,
Then blocking him should be the thing to do.
But you don't and instead tell me you call him,
And i shouldn't be mad.
When talk of being friends with benefits was the first convo you two had.
You say its platonic,
But so adament for his attention,
Leaving me lost and confused,
You were my sexy muse,
But now the reason i want to die.
You cant answer questions fully,
No details when i ask for the truth,
How can i trust you,
When getting mad is the first thing you do...