The way you live is a little more than excessive…
The way you touch me is far too aggressive.
Every word I say to you is offensive.
Your love runs past the point of obsessive.
I grew up on twisted ideas and fairy tales…
Maybe that’s why I have a fear in my heart of all males.
You live life on the edge.
But your vows have me a little too close to the ledge.
When love feels as dangerous as a drug it’s a fatal throw of the dice.
Addiction extracts a heavy consequence and a never satisfied price.
Self destruction for me was once a well known default device.
Living on the extremes has a toll on the heart and mind.
Pushing yourself too far has a downward spiral of a special kind.
I learned from my father how to numb myself from the pain until there was nothing left to feel.
Then I learned how to cope by taking it to a level of incredible highs, but no one told me facing my own darkness was the way to finally heal.
My mind stays on the negative until I direct it away…
I’m slowly letting myself find a path outside of the role you had me portray.
Keep your world of gold,
My worth isn’t one to be bought or sold.
I’m creating a new story of my own, truth be told.
Keep your riches, empty and cold.