He tells me not to curse,
Yet, he cursed at me tonight.
He tells me I manipulate...
And says it isn't right.
He tells me that I'm proud
And "pride cometh before a fall,"
He tells me how I steal the joy --
I steal it from them all.
He tells me that I'm selfish,
I care for me alone;
I try to express myself -
But he never likes my "tone."
I don't know why it seems this way
But I think it must be true,
By the way he acts around me
And the things he puts me through.It seems as if he likes to
See my tears flow when I cry,
He goes and pursues my anger,
ANd it makes me wonder why
He tells me that he loves me --
He swears to God he does...
He claims he's a reborn Christian -
But a Christian I doubt he was.
We have to do things his way,
Be it wrong or be it right;
I hate to see what lies ahead
For another night.
He tells me that I should not drink,
But, what's this in his grip?
He preaches out the harm beer does
As he takes a longer sip.
He tells me to be thankful
For all the things we own,
Yet then he takes it all away --
Gives restrictions on the phone.
He tells me his life story,
How he was a good child;
That he dated only at seventeen --
And did nothing that was "wild."
I know that he lies to me,
Makes promises he cannot keep --
I see it from my teary eyes...
His smile when I weep.
Maybe it's my imagination;
Mind's playing tricks on me,
And I know taht in the time to come,
It won't be near easy.
I'm staying for one reason,
And that reason I've made clear:
I'm staying for my sister --
And my sister's staying here.
He dare not confide in me,
T'would be a a horrid thing to do,
Why, he said he couldn't trust me,
No, no matter what I do.
But, someday he'll see
That I've truly proved him wrong
And that if he ever loved me --
He would have seen it all along. |
Submission Name: If He Ever Loved Me
