I've been on the phone for hours...
Before we sleep can't you just whisper,
Some sweet nothings into my ear?
Instead, with a huge hammer,
You smash my fragile heart.
How could you be so callous?
I really ain't quite really sure.
I've already tried my best to give,
All that I possibly could.
My sleep, my time, my everything,
All just for you my dear.
But you don't even seem,
To give a damn to what I do,
And you're not even moved that
After all you've done I'm still here?
So why can't you just soften,
Just a little -
And just stop trashing me up
Like how a little girl tears up her
Helpless soft toys in a momentous
Fit of uncontrollable anger?