Grace

i can't stand myself, i can't stand you... where do we stand? you hate me, and yourself more. i get blamed, and you walk away. I'm the basterd, you're the victim. i'm alone, and you've got family, i'm the liar, you're the saint. i should just my shut mouth or you'll call the cops and make up a story. i get depressed, i get fat. I loose my friends and family, i want to die. you brake up with me cause i loose my job, i supported you for two years. i'm heartbroken, i go away. three months later i get a call from your mom and she blames me for everything. i'm crushed... so, fuck you.