It's enough now
Enough of controlling myself
And beating myself up
Over the mistakes of others
Enough of hiding under the covers
Whenever they come for me
This is not what love is
This is not what I give
It's easier to put me up there
Expecting me to respond when you declare
It's easier to pity yourself
Than to fix these mistakes
That you think you did not make
I have come to think
Every now and then
I'd rather have myself disappear
Than to stand around listening
As you keep making my worth shrink
All the things I hear
I've heard enough of now
I'm tired of trying to find a way
To blame myself for everything you face
I'm tired of trying to see myself
As the bad guy you've never been yourself
I have had enough of hearing it;
Those words in my head,
"Maybe it was me, maybe it was me..."
Morphing myself into this piece of crap
Victimizing everyone who hurts me,
Hates me,
Lies to me,
Blames me.
For once I'd like to make a complaint
I'd like to call you out
On what you say to me
I'd like to blame you
For the things you do
And for once
I'd like you to admit it, too -
The way I always do.