How could you treat me so bad, and then you expect a treat?
How could you call me names and expecting me to hold you?
Why are you so damn disrespectful? so let me guess that's LOVE!

How can I hold you, kiss you and sex you when all we do is argue.
We can't even share a story nor a smile together at this point.
you discusses me, and everytime I think about giving you some,
you always does something to take me right back off the mood.

Why are your words so hurtful?
I am afraid of you, afraid that you might be insane
afraid that you might hurt me, afraid of living you
But mostly afraid of being with you.

You call all the disrespectfull things you've been doing to me love
especially when you blows up my phone when I spent 30minute at the mall with my girls and if I don't answer the phone, you started calling me names and always thinking I am up to no good.

Is this LOVE? Or are you unsecure about yourself?
I was afraid of you, but now I have realised that you could never hurt
me no more.

You are just angry now and before your anger drives you to insanity
I'll be all gone!