I don't mean to be a bother, but I can't help but wonder when your eyes got to be so angry, mean when they see me.
Go ahead, tell me how little I mean to you. Spit your fire 'til you get tired. I can be tough when I want to, But I will let you win this round so I don't have to hear you make another sound.
I can't help but lose my focus, 'cause there has not been a time that you said you hate me that's gone unnoticed or forgotten. I've never cared this much for someone who clearly doesn't.
I'll bottle it up and keep it that way. Just to avoid anything you might have to say. I spoke up once, you were only calm 'til the next day.