i like the way you handle me
its cruel and its insane
but if i like it so much is it me who is to blame?
i feel as though im a crime you always will commit
take it all, i seal my lips, vow never to admit
i'll be your beaten path if you promise you wont ever stray
dig yours heels into me so as to say “i’ll always stay”
i can be your fears, your doubts, your pain, your mishaps too
anything and everything, so long as i have use
hold me tight in this cage you painted with my blood
so when my heart looks around all it sees is love
ill be your good girl always, you have me on my knees
rip me up to pieces and don't you ever utter “please”
if i can be your singing bird you keep locked up for days
i’ll sing a song so beautiful to mask all of your rage
if you can point a finger at me and start to feel release
i'll know that i am yours and i can finally be at peace



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