You didn't understand that I was sad,
You didn't understand that my pain was bad,
You could have just did what I wanted for a change,
I blame myself, that I became deranged.
I didn't need a lecture from you on anything,
Heck, the fighting made it more depressing.
You want the fucking world to understand you,
When have you ever done anything to console me, when it's just us two?
Things are good when I can keep you happy,
But you can't control or support me when my mood is crappy.
You hide behind what you consider are the lessons of your past,
Now the void between us becoming vast.
I do not need to patronized nor do I need to tutored,
Neither am I an asshole who is capricious.
Your tensions and mood swings, I support,
But when I need the same care, you just fold and deport.
Your main aim, it seems, is to get me to accept everything as my mistake,
Let me tell you now, it leaves a bitter taste.
Cause not every time I can be wrong!
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