You persistently make me feel like my words are worthless
Your perseverance through my losing shouts, leaves me confused
You perpetrate through everything I use to keep you at arms-length
And I've tried to drop you so many times that I've lost count.
Then theres you who constantly stays in my peripheral
You inconsistently make me feel like I'm where I should be
Your compulsive need to be right, makes my voice hoarse
I have a compulsion when it comes to your performances.
Some days I find it necessary to keep you both close
Because you both want one thing from me
But other days, I think of ways
But today I'm kicking the thoughts
Of keeping the one who cares
Because I'm worth...
So much less....
Than what he can offer me.