Am I A Gluttin For Your Punishment?
I watch you breeze through life so recklessly with out a care in the world.
You poke my heart with a stick long enough to make me care about you all over again.
I do my damnedest to treat you with respect, love, friendship and comfort but yet I am called the pussy?
The pussy is the person to afraid to act like an adult and grow the fuck up in my opinion but what does my opinion matter anyway?
Perhaps if I beat the shit out of you and treat you like the ass you have turned into then maybe you would love me?
My responsibility are you no longer and being responsible for you or your actions I can not.
Destruction lies ahead of me should I continue to aid you down the road we are traveling together.
Somewhere inside you is a child controlling your every move and I feel that you will never go up as long as other like myself continue to support your bad habits.
Whatever happened to the person that I met what seems like a long time ago?
It pains me to say that he has been replaced with this poor excuse for a human being who amounts to a sleeping, eating and breathing bump on the couch.
You say I never defend you but all I do is defend you, your life and actions from others who see what you do and know how you move.
I am always there to change minds, bend truths and protect you from those who try to protect me.
What a foolish idiot I feel sometimes but love with blinders makes people do stupid things.
You poke my heart with a stick long enough to make me care about you all over again.
I do my damnedest to treat you with respect, love, friendship and comfort but yet I am called the pussy?
The pussy is the person to afraid to act like an adult and grow the fuck up in my opinion but what does my opinion matter anyway?
Perhaps if I beat the shit out of you and treat you like the ass you have turned into then maybe you would love me?
My responsibility are you no longer and being responsible for you or your actions I can not.
Destruction lies ahead of me should I continue to aid you down the road we are traveling together.
Somewhere inside you is a child controlling your every move and I feel that you will never go up as long as other like myself continue to support your bad habits.
Whatever happened to the person that I met what seems like a long time ago?
It pains me to say that he has been replaced with this poor excuse for a human being who amounts to a sleeping, eating and breathing bump on the couch.
You say I never defend you but all I do is defend you, your life and actions from others who see what you do and know how you move.
I am always there to change minds, bend truths and protect you from those who try to protect me.
What a foolish idiot I feel sometimes but love with blinders makes people do stupid things.