The person you love (from early August)

Don't hurt me again
Next time I'll want to hurt you back
I bit off all of my pretty nails
Next time i'll scratch your eyes out
Your kick to my stomach
Your punch to my pretty face
Will only serve to make me less of
the person you love

Don't lie to me again
Next time I'll want to lie right back
I cried swollen my pretty eyes
Next time I'll glare daggers into your head
The kick to my stomach
The punch to my pretty face
Will only serve to make me less of
the person you love

Don't fuck with me again
Next time I'll want to fuck you back
I paced bloody my pretty feet
Next time I'll walk away from you
The kick to my pride
The punch to my pretty soul
Will only serve to make me love less
the person you are

Don't mistake my love for weakness
My caring isn't proof of no will
I see you and how you perceive what you do
But I won't change
I won't give up myself to fit you
That's where my strength lies