I am sick of her attacks

Can't help but i've fallen back

I believe in what she says

I rent space in her head



She has eyes made for crying



When she can't lie to get approved

Lost time and far removed

Can't afford to keep it used

I'm getting ready to lose

She has eyes made for crying



When she hits those hits are so hard

Weeping is her first playing card

And i believe she believes

In what she says

This is my last time in her head