I get entangled and I get lost
I get thrown and I get tossed
I get beat, and I get used
I get hurt, and I get abused.
But I leave you not, my dear
But things won't change, I fear
I'll end up hurt, maybe even dead
If I upset you a bullet in my head.
I am in anger, and so much pain
Like the thunder and the rain
So entangled in webs I shall stay
Until you finally go away. |