Frustration

I told you millions of times to never call me
And millions again to leave my life!
Your stupid cry and never ending moaning
Unveiled your flaws and showed me what you’re like:

Some crazy ass excuse of a young lady
Who saved herself for Mister Right for years
So that when one broke through she’d have him marry
For doing to her things no one else did.

As if you were some princess in a castle
That only Chosen Ones could ever get;
I now regret that flattering and hustle
That I went through to get you into bed

And that has made you go insane about us.
God, if I had known you’d take this road
Millions of miles I’d put between us,
 Never had I taken off your clothes.

I believe, if frightened hearts could whisper
Mine would say ‘release this painful grasp!
Pull me out or cut me deep with scissors
‘Til no breath is left inside, just blood.

Can’t you see she’s crazy? That’s she’s lost it?
That’s no love! That’s foolishness! Let go!
Rip her clothes apart and let her have it!
Treat her flesh the way she treats your soul!

Just don’t drag it on; you’ll both be hurting,
And no love is there to break your fall;
Let her learn how none of this is worth it,
Tell her just how fake your feelings were.

And she’ll cry and hardly understand it,
Never make her peace with your deceit.
Barely cope and pray she’s only dreaming
Dreams that hurt like hell and make you sick.

It will give you freedom, that’s what matters,
At the cost of breaking someone’s heart;
But who cares when hers was raw and stubborn
And could not discern the wrong from right.