You make me bitter. Watching you cry in the mirror, is like
Blind man, hands on the pillar. You go, taking me with ya
Bucket at the bottom of well, left here when the fount runs dry
So you're always pulling me up!
Ain't you so kind, creating need where your help can go?
And am i out my mind, for wishing we would just come to blows?
Cause i be taking hits every time we're like this
I be taking hits every time we're like this
This is breaking me down, bit by bit
This quiet's breaking me down, bit by bit
All this - pretending, and angling, with no grace to end things
Cause you hate me, you need me, and maybe want to be me? look
(Fact is) i hurt you when i've had enough
(We're in pieces) cause i hurt you when i've had enough
(The truth is), i hurt you when i've had enough
Darling, we're in pieces, and i hurt you when i've had enough
Sometimes i think i a hit would be better than this
(Cause i be taking hits every time we're like this)
This is breaking me down, bit by bit
This quiet's breaking me down, bit by bit
If this is how you want me, then it's how you got me
(And you got me, like you do)
