In The Morning...

You scream and I yell,
We fight and it repeats,
This never-ending circle,
This destructive path we’re on.

Throw that vase at me,
That’s what you want,
Don’t deny me this truth,
I see it in your eyes.

Now tell me again,
How you don’t want this,
How sick and tired you are,
How much you hate it.

Now I’ll ask you,
Where did we go wrong,
When did these lies start,
Why do I stay with you.

Lie and maybe I’ll believe you again,
Tell me how sorry you are,
Sorry for how this turned out,
How sorry you are for hitting me.

It doesn’t matter anymore,
You’re not leaving so I won’t either,
We’re trapped in this cycle,
For better or for worse.

The neighbours complain,
We’re too caught up,
In our own world,
Just trying to survive.

So smash that vase,
Over my head,
And I’ll push you,
Into that table.

Whisper “I love you”,
Now I’ll swallow that lie,
If you swallow it too,
Because that’s all we have left.

So crawl into bed with me,
Whisper those three words, that one lie,
So we can pretend and get to sleep,
And repeat this in the morning.